http://www.orlandoweekly.com/blog/schwag.asp en-ushttp://www.orlandoweekly.com/blog/schwag.asp?perm=1224Not wanting to be outdone by Disney - the great minds behind Lewd Night sent over a gruesome package:Some naughty t-shirts, a fluffy red heart pillow, a few posters and a vibrating toy hamster that was auto-erotically asphyxiating itself on a bloody condom.Just ... let that marinate.OK, kids - check out the Third Anal (not a typo!) Lewd Night on Saturday, May 10 at the AKA Lounge (9 pm).$10 ($8 in advance) will get you a ticket to works of art meant to disturb and repulse, plus spoken word by Patrick Scott Barnes and music by the Goldminers and Vomit PopHope to see you there - I'll be the one in the 'Sodomy is not for Pussies' t-shirt.That's what she said.Oh, and in case you were wondering ...  yes, the hamster survived unscathed. He just has Kool-Aid mouth now. Oh yeeeeaah!Want the heart pillow? Email me: LTabora@orlandoweekly.com http://www.orlandoweekly.com/blog/schwag.asp?perm=1215Three days ago a small, colorful box from Disney/Pixar showed up in my mailbox (and by ‘showed up in my mailbox’ I mean was delivered to Lindy Shepherd, the Arts & Culture editor, and promptly stolen by moi). The outside of the box sports a Mr. Potato Head, dressed as a side-show barker, announcing Disney/Pixar’s TOY STORY MANIA (coming Summer ’08). I'm excited, okay! What’s it going to be? A Buzz Lightyear key chain? (AWESOME!) A miniature Slinky-dog? (Oh, hell yes!) No. It is a pair of ears. Mr. Potato Head’s ears, to be precise. This is like some sick, twisted cartoon reenactment of Van Gogh’s spiral into insanity. Jeezuus, Disney – what have you become? I’m not sure if this is a threat or a declaration of love. So, true to form, I set the ears on my cubicle wall (along with the 700 other toys and toy parts I have been collecting over my two-year tenure at the O-Dub). I thought it was all over, but yesterday I received a second box in the same fashion (read: I stole again – I have a problem. Don't judge me.) This time, an arm. A single, pale thin arm. Well, a white plastic Potato Head arm with a large, gloved hand forever molded into the universal sign of hitchhiking. So creepy. When I got to work today (late) another box was on my desk. Which seems a little stalker-ish, but I figured someone ratted me out to Lindy and she just cut me off at the pass. This time, Eyes. Eyes, people! That shit will wake you up at 9:30 (fine, it was 10:07)! The bulging eyes are nestled in foam with the inscription “An eye-popping 4-D adventure”. At this point I am feeling a bit nauseous (course that could be the scotch talking). I have to admit now, I am a bit hooked. I float somewhere between morbid curiosity and sheer terror over what body part I’ll be receiving tomorrow – a single, bushy black uni-brow, maybe? Personally, I’m hoping for a tongue. I’ll keep you posted. http://www.orlandoweekly.com/blog/schwag.asp?perm=1212Welcome to the Schwag Blog!This is where we brag about all the free junk people send us (not you) because they love us (not you).But, if you are lucky, we might just give some of the cooler (or weirder) items away on our Free Stuff page.So, click back often. We need the ratings.