Aug 04, 2008 09:00
Other day I woke up completely hungover and deciding drinking for the whole day was a good idea. In some respects it was, when I'm drunk in public I am kind, considerate and bizarre.
I went to the Wicker Park festival, which might be the only festival I've been to and enjoyed. How could I not, it's 50% hipsters with trust funds, 50% beer, 50% parents who think it's okay to bring children there. This is especially frightening because, as a bystander, I feel safer touching someone's kid than their dog.
And of course I saw someone wearing an iguana on their shoulder. Haven't you made enough superficial friends who would throw you off a bridge if it meant saving their record collection? Give the poor fella a break.
At some point I suggested to my friend that we go in the Camel tent because it was dressed up like an igloo so it must be cold in there! It was marginally cooler, but as soon as I walked in I noticed they had two snowbunny ladies to take pictures with! It was so hard to not engage the shit out of them and get arrested. Nothing mean, but definitely something perceived as harassment. They actually had to PRETEND to be cold. Just short of Oscar-worthy. They were giving away samples of some kind of cigarette gum...called SNUHS? Appetizing. Anyways when we were leaving they offered a Polaroid with the ladies and I think I said way too excitedly "FUCK YEAH I WANT A PICTURE." I leaned on the prettier one, I coulda been totally next to her boobs. I don't even think the other one was in the picture she seemed scared.
When we left the tent I said, "I think I'm a psychopath."
Heather said, "You are."
Later I went to someone's house and these people passed by and we had an entire conversation with this couple and CATCH THIS, they had just skydived! Don't believe horrible black comedians, black people do skydive.