so the zombie thing was so incredible i can’t even begin to describe it. i started out by drinking for 59 hours or something thereof. [le shock]. i was not well at being zombie. i was a glam zombie. im sorry everyone. but that’s how i roll. i think one of today’s FTWs was exclaiming loudly in the apple store [which is where the mob, mobbed] “THIS IS THE BEST GAY CLUB I’VE EVER BEEN TO!!!”

ya not that i’ve been to ‘zombie mobs’ ever before, but for those not in the know, you wear duct tape to show you want to get pwned, and then go stand on the street in the general area of a pre-agreed path through the city. random people acting stereotypically zombie-like grab you, rip your clothes to pieces and spray/squeeze fake blood on EVERYTHING. i had two bottles of it poured over my head. then you just rumble through town, occasionally going into stores and acting all “we so aren’t snakes on a plane!” and watching the tourists scratch their head and tell their frightened children never to do drugs. everyone remained in character except me, because i caught a case of the lolz that still has not abated.

-guy in a suit with the giant poster “GOD HATES ZOMBIES” was probably zombiemob highlight. yep he got ripped and dipped. he took the time to make effing flyers. http://flickr.com/photos/lou/219788146/

that will make no sense except to the people that were there. but can you imagine?

the nonevent was sooo huge i was really shocked. hundreds of random people. flickr is blowin up with tons of pics of this craziness.

ride home on BART was great. some lady asked sheepishly “do you do this all the time?”