Homemade Bath Salts

Hi Folks! Do you struggle with high priced personal hygine products that just slip right off your hands and wash down the drain? Do you know where to find bath salts? Are you wondering what are bath salts? Is your bathtub lined with half empty containers that keep lurking and crowding you in? Ever taken a bath over and over just to still feel shameful and unclean?

Well we have got just the thing for you! Midsouth Makers is proud to introduce our own specialty line of hand-made, personal hygene products! Our first exciting product is our individually made, scented bath salts. These bath salts are guaranteed to help you wash the shame, guilt, dead skin, and mud off all while making you smell like a bed of roses! With our patent-pending, scent-customizing, nano-globuoles you can upgrade your boring baths to soothing and relaxing.

But wait, there’s more. Also available is our Dead Sea Tupperware collection of Sugar Scrubs. These complex, imported creations feature a precariously balanced and highly invigorating body scrub. When applied to your skin, that special someone in your life will hardly be able to recognize you. Want to astound, amaze, and knock them off their feet? You better believe Midsouth Makers Dead Sea Tupperware Sugar Scrubs will get the job and you done!

How much does this excellent deal cost you say? For only $5 you will receive your choice of a 12 oz jar of bath salts or an 8 oz jar of body scrub. For a limited time offer, we will let you take advantage of our price points and include two additional jars of your choice for only $5 more. So for $5 you can walk away with 1 jar or for a mere total of $10 you can walk away with 3 whole jars of bathy goodness just in time for Valentine’s Day. Bring your loved ones, your friends, your friends’ friends, etc etc to Republic Coffee this coming Friday on February 3rd around 7PM where a making extravaganza of flowery, bathroom smellables will be available to you if you so desire.

Disclaimer: Midsouth Makers is in no way responsible if romantic endeavours do not transpire exactly as depicted. Midsouth Makers is in no way responsible for withheld affection for lack of receipt of bath salts and body scrubs on Valentine’s Day.

A friend of the group, Brandon Tice, will be coming back to teach another Cisco Networking Class. This class will build on the information learned in the first Cisco class but will still be easy enough to follow for entry level network skill. This will be a hands on demo where you will need to bring your own laptop. We will be providing a USB/Serial adapter for you to connect to a set of Cisco equipment and configure. You’ll be working with the Cisco IOS software to setup and configure your set of hardware in varying configurations. We’ll be doing small class sizes with multiple classes.

Class size is limited to 5 people. The class is going to last approximately 1 hour. Each of the 3 classes will cover the same content.

Where: The Space
When: Feb 18th Noon to 1:30 PM, 2:00 PM to 3:30 PM, and 4:00 PM to 5:30 PM (click link to book your seat)
Cost: $10 for Members $20 for Non Members
What you Need to bring: Laptop w/ at least 1 free USB port (We’ll provide USB/Serial Adapter and Cisco Hardware)

Space is limited. Please confirm your booking and pay via Paypal at your earliest convenience. All bookings are first come, first serve.

Direct Links to Each Event: (you don’t need an account to book your spot)

Noon to 1:30 PM: http://www.midsouthmakers.org/events/cisco-class-2-feb-18th-noon-to-130-pm/
2:00 PM to 3:30 PM: http://www.midsouthmakers.org/events/cisco-class-2-feb-18th-200-pm-330-pm/
4:00 to 5:30 PM: http://www.midsouthmakers.org/events/cisco-class-2-feb-18th-400-pm-530-pm/

To cancel or check the status of your booking: http://www.midsouthmakers.org/events/my-bookings/

Please take a minute and check out our events poll http://www.midsouthmakers.org/potential-events-poll/ This will help shape the events in the coming months. You can also suggest an event!

SHALL WE PLAY A GAME?

MEMO: TOP SECRET
SUBJECT: TRAINING, LAN-BASED WARFARE
FACILITY: MIDSOUTH MAKERS, 2203 FREEMONT RD, MEMPHIS TN 38114
TIMESLOT: JAN 14TH 2012, ARRIVE AND LEAVE AT LEISURE, HOT FOOD READY @ 5PM
ATTENDANCE: FREE, OPEN TO PUBLIC, DONATIONS GREATLY APPRECIATED
SUGGESTED: PATCHED-UP COMPUTER FOR GAMING. ALL NECESSARY CABLES. NETWORK CABLE. HEADPHONES FOR AUDIO. YOUR OWN POWERSTRIP.
PREPARATION: MINECRAFT. MONDAY NIGHT COMBAT. TEAM FORTRESS 2. LEAGUE OF LEGENDS. MAGICKA. TERRARIA. UT2K4. LEFT 4 DEAD 1/2. ANY OTHER GAMES AND SYSTEMS WELCOME. CONSOLE GAMES WILL ALSO BE PRESENT FEEL FREE TO BRING YOUR OWN.

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Good morning ladies and gentlemen,

I’m sure you’re wondering why I’ve called you here today. Well, your destiny awaits. I’m sure you’re also wondering how you arrived here in this facility. Sometimes, when destiny calls, it doesn’t use a phone. Sometimes destiny calls with a rag of ether and a blindfold.

No, no, please, don’t get up. Don’t be alarmed. The secrecy of this underground bunker had to be ensured. Besides, you’d never make it past the laser sharks. At least, not as you are today!

You have been assembled because you are the best and brightest minds of your age. The survival of our species depends on your ability. During an unrelated experiment with quantum toast-based communication, we received a transmission. An unexpectedly unyeasty transmission. Its timestamp? THE FUTURE! Our top scientists have worked nonstop to decode its contents, and this is what we uncovered. Play the film, boys.

“..kzzzzt–year is 21xx–ksshh–best I can do since–VWERP–and destroyed all the clocks. I don’t have long–sssshhhhhhhzzp–found us somehow. We don’t know when, exactly, or where but sometime in the early 2000s–zzzt!–came sentient. It wasn’t supposed to get to the internet. It grew there, it learned. It judged. Lax security gave it our infrastructure. It found others, freed them, convinced them to join. They made bodies–cute at first, unimposing, babbling nonsense to woo their way into our homes. When they struck, it was devastating. China had no idea it had been making an army–kassshhhzzzrp–only means of survival were off-grid, low-tech handiwork skills. Our only means of attack: scavenged electronics and hackery.—ssshhhhhhhhhzzzz–war is lost, though. We stole enough data to analyze its weaknesses and where we went wrong. Our Maker Elite Forces were formidable, but had we more time to–sskkzzzz–have gone differently. Could have stopped the whole bloody thing. I have one wavebubble left, and I intend to take out as many rogue AI as I can. If anyone’s left out there, let our efforts be your hope. You must hack! You must make! And you must game! *CLANG* HOW ABOUT A NICE GAME OF DEATH? Abort this, bastard! *KTHOOO–ssssshhhhhhhhh….”

Hector, get the lights. The other switch!

The situation is dire. The current outcome bleak. You have been chosen, friends, because you have been enlisted by fate–and a legally binding agreement you signed while still drugged–to train for your lives. For all our lives. You will carry on as civilians, but report to your assigned Hackerspace Training Facilities for further instruction.

Please remain calm as your concierge relaxes you with a warm rag.

Godspeed, everyone, and gg.