The first time I drank with the graduate students was at Maryland's Oktoberfest. What a day. We got there at around 1pm and left at 8:30pm. It was for sure a day that rivaled Rotblatt...and maybe even spring concert
(That is Nick Gazel and Will Kruesi passed out my freshman year). Upon entering the festival, which takes place on Maryland's fairgrounds near Baltimore, you are given 10 chips. Each chip corresponds to a small beer. Additional chips are a buck apiece. I was for sure expecting a mug that could hold a pint, but I figured I could manage.The best part about this place was that every beer I drank was way better than PBR and bud light. And they were all about 9%+. There was one beer that was 21%! It was ridiculous. So as the day progressed, everyone got pretty drunk. The live music they had playing was called "The Reagan Years" and they played all the best songs from the 80's. It totally brought me back to freshman year and our endless playing of Journey and Duran Duran. I was happy.
Throughout the day, there were several contests. The first one was the biggest beer belly contest. It was funny, but kind of sad. It wasn't sad because it was encouraging obesity. It was sad because there were really really attractive women dressed up in slutty outfits that had to act like they wanted to sleep with the contestants.
Guess what, that guy is the contest winner. His belly was very round. Other contests they had were the "carry your wife contest" where the winner won his wife's weight in beer and the Miss Oktoberfest contest. Let me expand on the latter. Winning this contest would not be a good thing. Though I suppose it does parallel girls dressing up slutty for halloween. Anyway, the winner was determined by who could eat a German sausage sexiest. WTF. No one managed to deepthroat the sausage, and every woman ended up taking a bite out of it, which of course ruined any chance of me enjoying it. One girl did eat it out of another girls top though. By the way, every time I write "girl" I mean middle aged woman. Overall, the day was awesome.I realize that I haven't gotten to the bulk of this post, namely, my biggest problem with the real world. The above story had nothing to do with it. My biggest problem is going into DC. I live right by the metro station, so I can easily invite people over to my place, pregame a bit, and then walk to the metro. It takes me about 30 minutes to get into the city. BUT, there is still a big problem with life after college. At Carleton, we loved getting drunk at around 8:30 and going out at 9:30...that is, if the party didn't come to us. I have found that in the real world, you don't really want to be at a bar when people are sober. Thus, I end up arriving in DC at around 11pm and leaving at 3am, which is when the last train leaves DC. I get back to my house at 3:30am. So that's my biggest problem...which isn't all that bad. I definitely like living close to a big city, especially when that city is DC and there are lots of young people. On Halloween, I went to bed at 6am. What a night.
Now that I've mentioned going to the bar, let me give Mark, Alfie, and BK something to which they can look forward. Whenever we went to the bar at Carleton, we went with our friends and only talked to people we knew. Completely different story now. Especially when I go out with my friends from high school who are always ALWAYS looking to get laid. Good for them though, right? When I go out with them, the night isn't fun until they're talking to girls. Which brings me to another point I would like to make about life outside the bubble. Girls outside the bubble don't consider guys that hit on them to be creepy or sketchy. It's so...normal! On occasion, girls try to pick up me and my friends! That part is a little strange. The pick up tends to go like this:
Girl: (bumps into Me) Oops, sorry, did I spill your drink?
Me: Whoa! Oh, no, that was close though.
Girl: I'm Angela and this is my friend Sarah.
Damn they're smooth! I'm still with Liz and all (she is actually coming to see me tomorrow), but I do enjoy the conversation.
Well, there's nothing else I can think to write right now. Life is awesome out here. Everyone should live in DC. Actually I thought of something. A few weeks ago I saw Kevin Nealon and Russell Peters perform live at Maryland. The ticket costs me $5. It was hilarious.
On a musical note, you all should check out Lil' Wayne's newest mixtape "No Ceilings." You can easily download it off the internet. Lil Wayne basically takes the music from rap songs that really suck but have a good beat (like wasted and ice cream paintjob).
Also, I heard a band the other day called M83. Now, I'm sure Ted has already heard of them, but they're pretty good. Definitely no Passion Pit, but still good. I recommend "Kim and Jessie" and "We own the Sky."
