
We sufficiently freaked out the whole train on the subway with a German in drag and sloanies in army gear carrying two bricks of cheap beer. People literally got up and moved to the other side of the train!

Here are the happy little soldiers saluting in front of the flag at the Charles MGH T-stop. USA! USA!

I bought this shirt, dog tags and hat half an hour before the party from an army surplus store. I really like this shirt in particular because the camo is pixilated.... I would also like to point out that the dog tags of my friend Jesse on the right say "Semper Bi-curious" and "Army of Juan." We laughed about this all night.

Our friend Daniel dressed in Drag as a Barbie, and I look like I walked right off the set of "Boys Don't Cry." Talk about gender confused! The best was his thick German accent responding to cat calls on the street. The pair of us couldn't hail a cab to save our lives as our big group went back to Cambridge. It was a very "Hedwig and the Angry Inch" moment here.

Towards the end of the night when I've had one too many Coke Zeros!
































