Zima Goddess

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The Blizzard of 1994...what a great time. I was at Albright for the month of January for our Interim program. I was taking Wheeling and Dealing: The Art of Negotiation, with Dr. Brogan. The Interim program is a one month course that meets every day for three hours. That is when the weather is good. We got pretty lucky this year. Because of the blizzard we got a full week off. That means that we got full credit for a course that was 15-hours short. So what are you supposed to with a nine-day weekend? You can't drive anywhere...too much snow and ice. So make use of what you got and play in it. There was lots of tray sledding and snow football. And our six-foot six-inch tribute to the Zima Goddess. All hail!

That is a genuine Zima bottle crown that she is wearing and all of her jewelry is made of Zima bottle caps. Now where would some one get that many Zima bottles? Probably from someone named Zima Zeth...now who could that be? Carol and myself adding some stability to the base.
We tried to make her as anatomically correct as we could. Sorry, we had to have some fun with it. Steve and Rebecca putting on the final touches.
Here is the final product. The tribute is bigger then I am...that's what I call a woman. Megan, myself, Steve, and Carol.
Part of the ceremonial ritual was to drink from the breast of the goddess...what better to drink then seltzer water coming out of a Zima bottle. Boy, I love that seltzer water especially cold. Steve and myself.
Like I said, there wasn't much to do so yes we are being perverts. That is Steve licking her breast and that would be my head between her legs...and yes, her bush is a a bush. Steve and myself.

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