Don’t Drink and Tweet

A few months I met John Krasinski and for some reason I forgot to blog about it. I know! What the hell is wrong with me? So today I’m going to tell you about the night I met my biggest celebrity crush.

It was a rainy night. I actually have no clue if it was raining–it just sounds good. After several shots of fake absinthe (you know, the US kind) I headed to a bowling alley in MD to celebrate Deutlich’s birthday. I think it was called Strike or Lucky Strike… or Strike it up! (remember that Black Box song? Amazing.)

It doesn’t matter where I was. I was sitting right beside our bowling lane eating someone else’s nachos and then I saw him out of the corner of my eye.

I immediately turned to the girl whose nachos I was devouring (deutlich’s co-worker) and she completely agreed about the resemlence, further confirming the awesomeness of it all.

This is the point where I twittered and let everyone know of my awesome luck– I had met John Krasinski!!! Best day of my life!

Can you see where this is going?

This guy was most definitely NOT John Krasinski. In fact I met the guy earlier AT Deutlich’s house, but somehow in my alcohol-haze I thought it would be hilarious to lie to the blogosphere and say I met the man of my dreams. I even sent the picture to Alexa so I could trick too.

What’s the next logical step you ask? I mean the next logical step if you want to seem like an absolute freak…

Go up to the guy and tell him all about it. And then tell him over, and over, and over. You get the idea. (The guy was honestly an awesome sport about it, btw)

And then take his picture on your cell phone without everyone knowing while everyone watches.

Anyway, I felt like I needed to clear the air.

I never met John Krasinski. But his look-a-like? Almost as cute. Win-win.