oh, they're like separated?

Last night Meg Miraglia and I were sitting next to one another at the OASN concert (which was awesome, btw) and sitting across the aisle from us was a girl in seriously horrifying pink, suede, fringed boots*. I turned to Meg and said "Can we please just talk about this girls boots?"

Meg starts scanning the crowd and looking really confused.

Meg: Trace, I don't know what you're talking about.
Me: Right there, across the aisle!! How can you miss them.

She scans the crowd again.

Meg: Oh, they're like separated**?

At this point I was totally confused. Why, I wondered, is she looking at all those girls, you can't even see their feet!! How could she be missing those hideous boots! Then it ocurred to me.

Me: I said BOOTS NOT BOOBS.
Meg: Ohhhh, that makes sense. I was looking around and thinking, "Trace, I'm not seeing anything out of control here..." Oh, and yeah, how could I have missed those boots, they're disgusting.

I must have laughed about his exchange for about 20 minutes, but maybe it was one of those 'you had to be there' moments.

<3tracy

*In addition to those gross boots, I also saw at the concert the elusive 'ugly version of Eric Modrak' that Tara always mentions. I was beginning to doubt his existence, but there he was sitting just five rows ahead of me, looking suspiciously like Eric Modrak. I sent Eric a text message that said 'Spotted: the ugly version of you, at the OASN concert' (the only thing Eric loves more than sending 'spotted' texts is receiving them from me). Two seconds after I sent this I had a horrible thought: what if it was actually Eric and not his doppelganger and I had called him ugly!! Then I remembered that it was the last day of classes and he was much more likely off getting plastered than sitting at an OASN concert.

** What does that even mean? Haha.