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This Very Special Episode of MisShapes Was Brought to You By the Warped Tour

So on Saturday, after Aiden, Jocelyn and I stopped off at Trader Joe’s and then went to my house on Long Island. While I ate a burrito, Joc flipped through old baby pictures of me. We then headed back into the city and parted ways. I went home, took a shower to wash all the nasty stale sweat, sunblock, and lord knows what else off of myself so I could start to feel like a human again.

Then I got a text from Jeff asking if and when I was planning on going to MisShapes to hit up the Purevolume Warped Tour afterparty. It was 11pm and I was already tired, but I knew it was going to be fun so I sucked it up and told him 12 midnight.

I hailed a cab and pulled up to Don Hill’s and the king of NYC club doormen, Thomas Onorato (who has a new book out that you should go read called Confessions from the Velvet Ropes), was kind enough to let me in.

Inside it was crowded, but not super crazy yet. As I headed toward the seated section in the back, adora-hot Jamie Bell (you know, Billy Elliot) squeezed pass me singing along to the music. When I finally sat down in the back, I (apparently) found myself sitting among members of Halifax as they waited for booze to come to them.

Not much was going on back there so I decided to head back out into the crowd and say hello to some friends. I worked my way over to the DJ booth and saw Greg DJing. He struck a pose for me:

But there was someone else in the DJ booth that Greg was switching off DJ duties with. A boy named Matt Friction who is in the band The Pink Spiders. I asked if I could take a picture of him and he made a funny face:

I walked and danced around a bit more…I think I even broke down and grooved to Justin Timberlake’s “Sexy Back” before circling back to the DJ booth and spotting Geo rocking the 1s and 2s (of the CD player) and giving me “sexy front”:

I think I circled around the club a few times before coming back to the booth and spotting two boys standing in the corner. Low and behold it was Jamie and his buddy Max M.:

Somewhere over the course of the night I was hovering around the bar when I spotted both Travis McCoy of Gym Class Heroes and William Beckett of The Academy Is… sensing a photo-op too great to miss out on, I asked Travis if he would pose with William for a picture and he said sure and grabbed the bespeckled William and flashed his blinged-out grill:

NOTE: There’s a reason why this photo is so small. But I’ll explain that a little later in the post.

After I finished snapping the photo Travis told me to take another one. When I lifted up my camera, he planted a big ol’ sloppy kiss on William’s cheek:

Both of them were such absolute sweethearts. Love them!

By this time the crowd was SO crowded you couldn’t even breathe right, so I headed outside–where there was a mini-MisShapes going on. There was a gigantic tour bus parked outside and through one of the windows I saw the lovely Maja Ivarsson of The Sounds soaking up all that air-conditioned goodness while watching…er…Wedding Crashers on DVD. Her bandmates however, were DJing:

I hung out some more outside, running into Brad Walsh, Lawrence and Gina and shooting the breeze before I rolled out around 2:45am.

Ok here’s where the tiny picture explaination comes in. When I got home I popped my memory card into my previously “sleeping” computer. Then something went haywire. It was telling me that all the photos on the card were “corrupted” and I couldn’t view them. Oh no, tragedy! There would be NO PHOTOS OF WILLIAM BECKETT AND TRAVIS!

I texted Jeff and exclaimed, “My computer erased the photos!” to which he replied, “WTF?!?!” Then he came up with the brilliant idea of heading over to the 24 hour Apple store on 5th Avenue. I was like “do you think they could help?” He said maybe and that if I ended up going, he was up for an adventure. I called up the Apple store and gave them a brief summary of what had happened on my computer and whether or not this was something they could help with. Mind you this is now 3:30 in the morning. The dude at the end of the phone said they might be able to help out and I made an appointment for 4:20am. Yes, because I didn’t want to take a chance of that crazy 4:30am Genius Bar rush.

Now this might seem crazy to you, but I was up for it because I’ve always wanted to go to the Apple store at 4am to see just exactly what kind of weirdos would be there at that time. And as luck would have it, I was going to be one of those weirdos rather than an innocent observer.

I called Jeff and told him that it was ON–we were going to the Apple store and to come pick me up in a cab.

Then I made a video of our journey with my (non-evil) point and shoot camera.

When we got there, there was a cluster of people in the corner using the internet and a few bored-looking Apple employees.

If you didn’t watch the video, the result was that after an hour of the Apple dude fiddling on my computer, he figured out a way to rescue some of the corrupted photos, so some of the photos didn’t make it–I could see little thumbnails of them, but the full-sized photos were corrupted. So I guess it was a good thing that Travis made me take that additional photo, otherwise I’d only have postage-sized images to show you of him and William.

C’mon, say it with me: God bless the 24-hour Apple store.