Last night was Neener's birthday party at my brother's house. She lives there. As per her request, everyone was supposed to dress up as some sort of hair metal / glam rock / new wave something or other. I wasn't feeling so good when I left so I just put on a baseball cap backwards and slung my guitar over my shoulder. Nobody fucked with me, but a few people did get makeovers there on the spot.
Nooney looked like some sort of die-hard Cyndi Lauper fan, and her boyfriend's resemblance to Nikki Sixx circa "Shout at the Devil" was eerie. Brother's girlfriend looked like several girls I used to know - scary when someone dresses up to be funny and end up looking like old friends of yours.
Earlier on I ended up spending a lot of time with the cute knife-selling neighbor. I've seen her about 3 times over the last week and had some great conversations regarding music, movies, knives, medical textbooks, scalpels and "Huns vs. Mongols" (which ended up being very humorous to the Hungarian roommate). Stole her away for a while and took some Polaroids. "They're going to ask what we were doing all that time," she told me. So I had her mess up her hair and told her to be real evasive when they asked. Supposedly she's going to visit me at work next week so we can eat burritos.
As the night progressed everything just got insane. We made a giant vat of "Hop Skip and Go Naked" which is basically a formula for disaster. The later night I recall only as a series of flashes of bizarre images: 70s glam rock guys falling all over the place, some guy hitting on brother's girlfriend, an extended conversation about drumsets with a short guy, a girl pulling out an acoustic guitar and assuming we all wanted to hear her sing, myself in a glittery blue bob wig with my pants around my ankles, people barbecuing at 2 - 4 am, a girl getting her pants peed by someone else (while she was wearing them).....
Drunken 4 am political debates always bother me so I ended up in the woods with this girl who always talks to me about John Waters and "Welcome to the Dollhouse" and "Happiness". Ended up sleeping curled next to her in the pines (where the sun never shines) and woke up with a swarm of crows apparently ready to attack us.
So now I have another party to get to. And I'm still kind of sick.
Today's question: HUNS or MONGOLS?
Nooney looked like some sort of die-hard Cyndi Lauper fan, and her boyfriend's resemblance to Nikki Sixx circa "Shout at the Devil" was eerie. Brother's girlfriend looked like several girls I used to know - scary when someone dresses up to be funny and end up looking like old friends of yours.
Earlier on I ended up spending a lot of time with the cute knife-selling neighbor. I've seen her about 3 times over the last week and had some great conversations regarding music, movies, knives, medical textbooks, scalpels and "Huns vs. Mongols" (which ended up being very humorous to the Hungarian roommate). Stole her away for a while and took some Polaroids. "They're going to ask what we were doing all that time," she told me. So I had her mess up her hair and told her to be real evasive when they asked. Supposedly she's going to visit me at work next week so we can eat burritos.
As the night progressed everything just got insane. We made a giant vat of "Hop Skip and Go Naked" which is basically a formula for disaster. The later night I recall only as a series of flashes of bizarre images: 70s glam rock guys falling all over the place, some guy hitting on brother's girlfriend, an extended conversation about drumsets with a short guy, a girl pulling out an acoustic guitar and assuming we all wanted to hear her sing, myself in a glittery blue bob wig with my pants around my ankles, people barbecuing at 2 - 4 am, a girl getting her pants peed by someone else (while she was wearing them).....
Drunken 4 am political debates always bother me so I ended up in the woods with this girl who always talks to me about John Waters and "Welcome to the Dollhouse" and "Happiness". Ended up sleeping curled next to her in the pines (where the sun never shines) and woke up with a swarm of crows apparently ready to attack us.
So now I have another party to get to. And I'm still kind of sick.
Today's question: HUNS or MONGOLS?
perfection. life is all about moments like this. enjoy those burritos. they will be filled with pleasure. take them in with joy.
-alex-
Hilarious.