{"id":289,"date":"2006-09-10T23:00:00","date_gmt":"2006-09-11T06:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.chocolatemussolini.com\/cm\/default.asp?n=518"},"modified":"2006-09-10T23:00:00","modified_gmt":"2006-09-11T06:00:00","slug":"zombies-4eva","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/cm\/?p=289","title":{"rendered":"ZOMBIES 4EVA"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>OH HELL YES.<\/p>\n<p \/>Here are the things I got up to this weekend!<\/p>\n<p \/>Friday, I went to ye olde Metrodome with the parents, Stephanie, and Wendy for Claudia&#8217;s Coupon Night at the Twins Game. I&#8217;ve never sat that close at a baseball game before, so I had to force myself to pay attention most of the time lest I get beaned with a foul ball. It was a good game and the Twins won, but I confess that I spent a lot of time sitting there daydreaming about hockey. I can&#8217;t help it!<\/p>\n<p \/>Afterwards, we repaired to Kieran&#8217;s, which was annoyingly packed with people who had the exact same idea, so we took a table in the Titanic Lounge and had it all to ourselves. We were joined by Jumi and Scott, who later accompanied me to the 90s for dancing.<\/p>\n<p \/>The retro bar was empty, so we hung out downstairs and watched the boys dancing on the bar in their underwear. Jumi and I went to dance to hiphop in the back, which is hysterical because maybe 25% of the people actually dance, and the rest just line the walls, watching in a manner that would creep you out severely if you weren&#8217;t intoxicated. I nearly died when The Pimp walked in: skinny white boy in a fedora, velvet jacket, pants belted below his ass, and tons of bling. OH MY GOD. Later, we went to dance to bad techno in the annex. They have a little stage with random video playing at all times (we discovered later it&#8217;s features from GayTV), and Jumi pointed out that they were broadcasting scenes from Denali, travel-video style. Then they started showing Seward, then the boat tour we took in the Gulf of Alaska. Soon, I found myself dancing to puffin footage, and it was the happiest day of my life.<\/p>\n<p \/>Saturday, Kaye and I brunched at Highland Grill, then went over to the costume store on West 7th to get zombification supplies. We found several zombies-to-be shopping there, so we acquainted ourselves with a few while choosing makeup and bottles of mint-flavored blood. I also bought the first item for my Halloween costume, because apparently we can&#8217;t possibly be any more excited about Halloween this year. We&#8217;ve only been talking about it for a month already.<\/p>\n<p \/>We pre-zombied at my apartment, which made the drive up to Northeast hysterical: we kept trying to be scary, but passersby just gawked at laughing zombies instead. I got blood all over Kaye&#8217;s seatbelt. We picked up Cindi, and met Jumi at Logan Park, where the zombies were amassing and preparing. We smeared ourselves with wet potting soil and further blood, then practiced our staggers. <a href='http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/queen_of_subtle\/239306661\/in\/set-72157594277645116\/' target='fl'>We were set<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p \/>So, the <a href='http:\/\/www.zombiepubcrawl.com' target='fl'>Zombie Pub Crawl<\/a> is pretty much the best idea ever invented. Here are <a href='http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/queen_of_subtle\/sets\/72157594277645116\/' target='fl'>my photos<\/a>, <a href='http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/kayepants\/sets\/72157594278124431\/' target='fl'>Kaye&#8217;s photos<\/a>, <a href='http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/84374474@N00\/sets\/72157594209494805\/' target='fl'>Jumi&#8217;s photos<\/a>, and <a href='http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/tags\/zombiepubcrawl2006\/' target='fl'>those taken by many other zombies<\/a>. Each bar had a zombie special, which you could order by just staggering up to the bar and groaning, or by yelling <i>BRAAAAINS<\/i>. We learned that zombies are good at sharing, whether it&#8217;s blood or drinks or <strike>food<\/strike> brains. There was blood everywhere: on tables, walls, all over the street; I&#8217;ve never been so sticky in my life. Zombies attacked passing motorists, some of whom were excited about it, and some of whom <a href='http:\/\/minneapolis.craigslist.org\/mis\/205482025.html' target='fl'>were not<\/a>. We danced to <i>Thriller<\/i> at Boom, and I got to do the <a href='http:\/\/static.flickr.com\/94\/239868355_e8b9e2d0bd.jpg?v=0' target='fl'>zombie cheer<\/a>: What do we want? BRAINS! When do we want them? BRAAAAAAINS!! At the end of the evening, we met up with a rival gang of pirate bar-crawlers at Spring Street, and had a dance-off in the parking lot. I was confused for a while about why I couldn&#8217;t see, and later figured out that I was wearing an eyepatch.<\/p>\n<p \/>So, basically, best day ever. We should be zombies more often.<\/p>\n<p \/>Sunday I mostly did things around my house, including hanging up all the artwork I&#8217;ve obtained in recent months. I did massive amounts of laundry, shopped for picture frames, and ended the evening with a bath, which is one of the few things I actually enjoy about this weather. Otherwise, the lack of sun is making me feel, well, kind of like a zombie.<\/p>\n<p \/>BRAAAAAAAINS.<br \/>Jenni<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>OH HELL YES. Here are the things I got up to this weekend! Friday, I went to ye olde Metrodome with the parents, Stephanie, and Wendy for Claudia&#8217;s Coupon Night at the Twins Game. 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