adventures: October 2007 Archives

Halloween. There were Smurfs.  Santas.  Beer. Ghostbusters.  Animals.  Luchadores.  Beer.  Evil dark lords.  Beer.  Star Trek officers.  Baseball players.  Different animals.  Beer.  Croatian brothers.  Thriller dancing.  Square dancing.  Snacks.  Head wounds.  Beer.

I did end up recycling my stewardess outfit, although the preferred term of the evening for me was "sky waitress."  Greatest hits:

• Being greeted by a covey of animals when I got up to Matt's.  Matt = Zebra.  Chris = Pig.  Jodie = Fox.
• Watching the Critical Mass people congregating in the parking lot below Matt and Chris's balcony, and more specifically, watching the drunk Critical Mass people trying to find private places to urinate in the big open parking lot.
  
• Watching this "Shame, Shame, Shame" video and this "Shame, Shame, Shame" video and dancing in Chris's kitchen.
• Dancing the Thriller dance despite not knowing the Thriller dance.  At every possible moment.
  
• Going to a pub, and having to inexplicably wait in line to get in...despite there being no line until we got there.
• Meeting Smurfette, which honestly ranks almost evenly with the time I met Cinderella at Disneyland:
  
  
• Meeting a real-life flight attendant who showed me the right way to gesture towards the 6 emergency exits.
  
• Giving out snacks to people.  (Ironically, Santa refused.)
• Randomly accidentally saying "laku noć" which is Croatian for "good night" instead of "thank you" when the waiter brought me my drink, only to accidentally be sitting by someone who was Croatian!?  Why do I always seem to find the Croatians wherever I go?
• Things get fuzzy here...just go look at the damn pictures and craft your own stories about what you see.  (And frankly  if you can come up with a story explaining why a sky waitress would be hanging out with a zebra, pig, and fox, I'd love to hear it.)

Colleen told me about a noble effort by the zombies of planet Earth to break a Guinness Book World record of the most simultaneous people to ever do the Thriller Dance.  A zombie squad had aligned themselves in Seattle.  Unfortunately I found out too late to give me a chance to get bitten by a zombie, become undead, and learn the choreography.  (However, if you're interested in learning the dance yourself, a nice girl named Ines has gone to the trouble of breaking the dance down into digestible [gnawable?] pieces in 40 short instructional youtube clips.)

Even though I couldn't walk amongst the zombies (even though I sorta did on accident, more on that in a moment)...I did snoop on their correspondence to find out when/where they were descending upon the living to attack us with their dance moves.

I went downtown and quickly found them, mostly because one zombie was holding up a huge "PEOPLE FOR THE ETHICAL TREATMENT OF ZOMBIES" picket sign.  At that point they were just milling around a common area.  A Jesus man quickly came over with his big sign, trying to capitalize off the captive audience...and the zombies soon began to attack him and try to eat his brain.  This went on for some time as I wandered around trying to take pictures of the various zombies, like this one voraciously eating...a cupcake?:

The head zombie was setting up the sound system, and when I heard the first few bars of the Thriller intro, I hurried to jockey myself for a good position for picture taking.  Everyone was pushing their way to the center of the plaza for a good view...or so I thought.  Actually, "everyone" was the zombies, and they were pushing their way to the center of the plaza to start the dance!  Shit!  For one moment it was like I really WAS getting attacked by zombies and had to sneak my way out of the situation.

The dancing was funny, though you could tell they were all getting tired because after the first 30 seconds or so they quit making growling/burping/hissing noises.  Go check out my flickr photoset ... if you dare!!