School Daze

I've been in an elementary school twice in the last two days.
The first time was last night for an event put on by Found Magazine. My friend at work had been helping the creator, Davy Rothbart, order books for his events and it turns out they’re both from Ann Arbor, MI. He put her on the list plus one. At the end of the event, we went up on stage to introduce ourselves to Davy. He asked if we wanted to go out later with him and friends, so we ended up going for drinks at Niagara on the Lower East Side.
Within seconds of showing up at the bar, we found Davy and one of his friends introduced himself to us. “Hi, I’m Steve,” he said. I don’t remember what I said, but in my head it went like this: Holy shit, you’re Steve Buscemi and you’re gripping my hand.
We were also introduced to the guy who heads up the New York side of Found, James. The world being small and all, I’ve met James before. We met two years ago when I was on an awful date - not with James. It was a blind date in every sense of the word. The guy had gone to a Dan Deacon concert the night before and his glasses were smashed during the dancing. He said, “I THINK you’re attractive, but I can’t really see you.” Anyway, we were walking down the street together, he bumped into James, who is his neighbor, and the three of us went to the now-defunct comedy show Invite Them Up at Raffifi.
After awhile we left Niagara and went to some bar with a pool table. I played pool with a guy named Scorpion, I believe. But, I realized it was 3:30 am and I knew I had to go home because I had to volunteer this morning to play team sports with kids at the elementary school down the street from my apartment. I woke up at 9 am (I may or may not have been a little drunk still), looked in the mirror and it was ROUGH.
I didn’t take my make-up off before I went to bed and had mascara everywhere, I woke up in the same shirt I was wearing yesterday and at some point in the night, my friend grabbed a pen and wrote “I Love U” on my chest (to which I replied via pen: Don’t go chasing H2O-falls) and it wouldn’t come off. So, my second time in an elementary school in two days wasn’t my finest. I just really hope when we started playing tag, dodgeball and basketball, I didn’t smell like booze.