nerding it up

so this past weekend was slutoween weekend in nyc, w/the sometimes lame, and sometimes genius costumes were out in full force. i had tickets to go see the all american rejects that night (although since they are primarily a youth targetting band, the show started really early, at 6pm) they were much better than i expected. not that i thought they would be awful. i just didnt think that they would have had the stage presence that they did. so i was quite impressed.

anyway, the original plan was to run back home, change into my costume (a half assed attempt at being the channel 5 news team from anchorman) and head out for a night of debaucherous hilarity. unfortunately, by the time i got out of the show, the boys were already somewhat sloshed and ready to head out. so i said to myself 'fuck it, who needs a costume anyway?' so i met up with them at a bar, which was overcrowded and annoying, so m and i decided to hop over to another bar where our friend was spinning. so apparently this bar had a theme to it: "revenge of the nerds" meaning they encouraged people to dress up as characters in the movie. there were a few tri-lambs nerds and alpha beta jocks, quite humorous, especially when people were chanting 'ogre! ogre! ogre!'

anyway, on to the punchline of the story: some girl at the bar asked me if i was a nerd... at first i was like, are you asking me if i am an actual nerd or if i dressed up as a nerd? there was no way for her to answer that question correctly, i guess. so she got embarassed and scurried away. i guess i just ooze 'nerd' from my pores... dammit.

on a side note, here are some ingenious costumes i saw that night: vincent vega and mia wallace (with plunger in her chest and all!), the cavemen from the geico commercials, the dude (abides), and borat (high five!)