remember that scene from wayne’s world, when they were doing commercial rips and they were talking about nuprin being little, yellow, different? the title of this entry comes from a lighthearted place, but the entry does not. here is the saga of what went down last night (Halloween night).
my friends and i decided to dress up as the four seasons to paint the town red. we got tickets to the block party downtown so we can truly revel with halloween’s finest drunkest 🙂 i had had a somewhat stressful week, with a big deadline wrapping up Friday and some big research paper issues this week, so I was ready to live it up.
i end up being designated driver because of my inability to drink (stupid methotrexate). normally, me driving downtown is already bad enough. now, put me behind the wheel when there are 90 bajillion drunk folks wandering around (and in costumes! having a “disguise” tends to make others less inhibited..or is that just the alcohol?), and i’m even worse. first there’s the parking issue. there is NEVER any street parking. then there’s all the one-way streets. yes, the city is set up like a grid and really, the one-way streets go every other street in one direction, but i always manage to get all turned around. slap a car full of on-the-way-to-drunkville passengers onto that package, and i’m kind of a wreck.
anyway, we make it down there unscathed, safely parked, and ready to party. we get to the wristband pickup for the block party and it is PURE insanity. There is this giant blob of people, none of who seem to be moving at all. we sashay to the side, asking the security where the pre-paid line is. he goes, “you’re looking at it.” oh man. so we squeezed back into the big mass of people and wait. and wait. anddddd wait. there is no movement whatsoever for about 20 minutes. we finally start inching forward after about 35 minutes, show our IDs about 4 times, and after another 20 minutes of waiting in the pre-paid ticket line, we are finally ready to party!
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