Working out with Arnold on the roo-oo-oof

How weird was my roof party?

Well! Last Thursday the film I'm working on got shut down, so a bunch of people from work went out and drank and I cabbed it home with my boss at 1:30 a.m. Then on Friday we were told there was still hope--to stop packing up and hold on until mid-week--so a bunch of people from work went out and drank and I cabbed it home at 2:45 a.m. I had planned and advertised a party for Saturday and guess what? Nobody from work came! No surprise there--if it hadn't been my party I probably wouldn't have gone either.

Nonetheless it turned out to be a hit. Thinky Face came, and so did a bunch of Roommate #1's friends. Aunt J and Auntie R came out and brought me a beautiful bouquet of flowers to congratulate on the new pad. It actually wound up being a very relaxed, laid back evening (but deep down I'm pretty pissed about so many people saying they'd come and then not showing--if you aren't gonna come it's okay, just say so).

Anyway, much of the evening was spent in awareness of another roof party across the back yards. These people were, apparently, insane. They were all dancing...really badly. There appeared to be rhythm, but the moves were all just so strange we weren't sure what to make of it. Aunt J was pretty convinced they were on some kind of upper. Some time around 1:30 someone suggested we ask them. Being "a little tipsy," I shouted across the courtyard at them! "Hey... HEY!!" Finally I got someone's attention. He ran to the edge of the roof and strained to hear as I yelled, "What are y'all DOING?"

"Working out with Arnold!" came the reply. I didn't understand until later what he meant, so my next question was, "What are you guys on!?"

He shrugged his shoulders and lifted his palms in incredulity. "Uh... Beer?"

Someone else in my party shouted, "Do you have any more beer?"

"No! I think we're out!"

"Well come on over!"

A few minutes later Thinky Face and I were teaching Roommate #1's friend to bellydance when someone said, "Uh, [Miss A]? We have a visitor from across the way. This is [the Sound Scientist]!" As hostess I greeted him and his friends, gave him a drink and chatted a bit, when suddenly he asked, "This might sound kind of weird but are you on Twitter?"

As it turns out, I had responded to a tweet of his once--I probably saw it using the "Nearby" feature of the Twinkle iPhone app, which shows me tweets in my local area--and ever since he has followed my updates. Weird! Crazy weird!

We sat up talking like ALL night. As it turns out, we not only tweet at each other, we also have similar tastes and interests. So yay, I have a brand new friend to go with my brand new neighborhood! And it's all thanks to being a nerd. I knew I would find more of my kind eventually.

In other news, subway cars are perpetually too hot, but the one I'm in now is f-f-frrreeeeeeezing! Also I travel to Cleveland tonight for Salty's baby shower! Go Peanut!