A funny night driving around in the vanagon with Jake, Holt, Andrew, the Jaimster, and some other random people we picked up, going to the mall in its closing 20 minutes to pick up a hip flask for Andrew & Jamie (who thought about getting it monogrammed), hitting bars, and then off to a house party.
After parking the vanagon downtown we took a bike taxi up to "The Bar." These things are only meant for two people abreast but we crammed five in there. The chick pulling us was pretty cool about it; she worked hard but we gave her a big tip. "The Bar" was quiet outside on the veranda; we fled when this one latch-on chick we know showed up.
At Iggy's they were giving out little glow bracelets. One broke, and the fluorescent goo started leaking out, so I took the end of it like a paintbrush and started slinging it on the bar floor, making a blacklight Jackson Pollock.
At Bodega's Jake stuck a Heineken label on his forehead and we went up talking to girls as if it wasn't there. If they mentioned it we would just give them confused looks, ask "What are you talking about?"
We hit up Jimmy John's for day-old bread, which was a mere 45 cents per loaf, and good. On the way Jake jumped into pretty much every bush on O Street. He also started going up to groups of chicks and telling them it was my 21st birthday. I played along and got kisses from 8 different girls (on the cheek, okay) out of it.
Driving to the party we stopped along the way and threw open the van doors to people on O Street, tryna get chicks to hop in. "How stupid do we look?" was the general response to this.
The party was pretty good. Jake and I took turns playing the crappiest piano I have ever run across, half the lower notes (the important ones) were one-time usage only. I got a 9th kiss on the cheek for playing some Coldplay for a bohemian chick.
At 3:30 in the morning as Jake was jamming out in a cowboy hat this weird blond Beck-looking kid with lambchops came and started freeflowing to it. He was decent. They synched up a couple times, but then Jake realized he could mess with him and started playing louder and faster, and the guy started talking louder and faster until he was screaming nonsense and then left. Jake finished the night with his Troll Song which had me in tears I was laughing so hard.
Posted by Alan at October 5, 2003 02:38 PM