Early Planning Stage--touched up

I just bought my textbooks for the next semester of massage school--deep tissue, sports massage and shiatsu. We'll have a monthly brown bag business lunch to discuss issues and share ideas--all that warm and fuzzy crap you'd expect from a bunch of touchy-feely hippy types like us. I plan to use the time to organize MonkeyFest-- a day to celebrate your inner primate, to accept the hardwiring we all share--the need for touch to maintain sanity and social connection. The flinging of poo is strongly discouraged, although we will have a "best mating display" sort of primate beauty contest, not limited to a single gender (fair is fair, after all).

Drums encouraged. And belly dancers.