Fun, fun, fun, Judaism is cool! What other religion tells you to get drunk, so drunk you can’t tell the difference between Haman (bad guy) and Mordechai (good guy)? In honor of Purim, Nancella, Scott, and I went to American Schmidol at the Bowery Ballroom. This spoof of American Idol was organized by Heeb magazine and the record label JDub and featured karaoke contestants being judged from actors from popular Comedy Central shows.
Nancella was dressed up as Queen Esther. We both got drunk. I flirted with pretty girls, which made me feel confident. Once the show got started I got into it. I felt alive as I screamed encouragement and criticism from the balcony. I got more drinks and went down to the very front of the stage. Eventually, I called my sister and confirmed our plans to meet her at another Purim party. Nancella and I said goodbye to Scott and then Nancella asked me to jump on the stage and give one of the judges a note saying, “You’re cute, let’s hang out, here’s my info.” So, of course I jumped onto the stage in front of several hundred people, handed David Wain the note and supposedly one of the other judges mouthed “sexy” with a nod to the note’s author. Wow, I don’t know if that experience was more exhilarating for me or for Nancella. We continued onward to the Upper West Side where we met my sister Lanna, who looked especially pretty that night. The night ended with Lanna performing a great stunt, but she’s kinda private and won’t let me talk about her exploits that night at a bar called Yogi’s.
