Oh, Yes They Did! EPIC edition 11/17/08

Thanks to everyone who listened in tonight to "Oh, Yes They Did!" We got a record number of IMs (which basically means it was more than 2) so we were super excited. Here is the playlist in case you missed it:

1. Don't Dumb Down - The Rumble Strips
2. The Only Living Boy in New York - Simon and Garfunkle
3. New York City - T. Rex
4. It's Hard to Live in the City - Albert Hammond Jr.

Good lord! The most epic of Monday shows. As you may know, the ladies of OYTD spent the weekend in NYC tearin’ up the town. Candace hails from the city that never sleeps so they stayed at her place – hence all the reports from “my room” in our blipBack videos.

Now as you all know, we love us some Mark Ronson. Not only is he a fierce DJ and sick producer but he’s also extremely attractive, has an amazing wardrobe and a sexy British accent - the combination is an unbeatable ovary killer. Now we can't reveal all the details of the adventure (that will come in a later blog) What we can tell you is this: Valeria and I headed down to EVR on Friday and met two fellow lurkers (shout out to Sadie!)We made signs together to get his attention from the booth and it totally worked! We got to have our moment in the sun and be a part of the show for a hot second. We also got out picture cause y'all know - pics or it didn't happen. We also have audio proof. Check it out!


We just have to give a shout out to our girl Sadie – our fellow plate holder. We met her that night but we have a serious bond because of this experience. Our meeting was fate. We could have not completed our mission without 4 people to hold those plates.
Also big ups to Mark Ronson, Tennessee Thomas, Ricky Wilson, Charlie Waller, Blue Jemz and the whole EVR crew. Everyone was so gracious and nice –actually inviting us to be a part of the show for a hot second. EVR : Breaking hipster stereotypes one show at a time.

Now for what we all know YOU want to know about – Gold Medal Mel’s birthday party. Now I have to be honest when I say I was hella nervous before going to this. First of all, we knew we were going to be around swimmers so you KNOW you can’t be looking a fool. These people are in SHAPE. We were all so self conscious we were about to go buy ourselves some LZR Racers to wear underneath our clothes - smoothe that shiz out! Also, I was like GMM is a baller he ain’t gonna know who we are! Once we get to the party of course GMM is the first person I see but I’m too nervous to talk to him right away so we do a lap (no pun intended.) Of course like the idiot I am what do I do? I bump into GMM by accident – not how I wanted to introduce myself. But being the wonderful man he started to chat with us. Once we told him we were the girls from OYTD he said something along the lines of “let’s go to the back”- I thought either we’re going to be drugged and clubbed to death or something amazing is about to happen. We sit down with Mel and chat for a bit – the second we mention watching Lochte’s favorite film “The Notebook” before coming to the party, he whips out a camera because it’s “too good” not to have on film. Basically we were vlogging with the man himself. We have been catapulted into the blogosphere, y'all!

Now to who was AT the party. The two most important people we need to discuss are Matt Grevers and Erik Vendt. Matt Grevers was a gentle giant. He was an absolute sweetheart. Very sociable and talkative – definitely knows how to work it out where they walk, out there they run out there they stay all day in the sun. We sort of talked trash about Ricky Berens to him but it was all in good fun so he didn’t seem to mind. He was very gracious about taking a picture with us. We told him it was for our blog and he asked if we were going to write about his drunken antics - no no, none of that here (he wasn't actually drunk btw.) We also talked about how tall he was and asked if he was doing alright the the low ceilings. He said he was fine and we pointed out the fact that, being so tall, he could scope out the entire room just by turning around (“Oh I see that person over there in the northeast corner.) No grievances about Grevers but we MUST vent about Erik Vendt. Now I’m sure that Erik Vendt is really a nice guy on a normal day to day basis – from the videos and interviews I’ve seen of him this seems to be the case (even though he is the other man in the Phlochte bromance.) Mel’s lovely wife, Tiffany, informed us that he’s “shy” so maybe that’s why he was not pleased when Valeria started talking to him but he was giving off a vibe that was NOT cool. After just a few seconds of exposure to his bad-itude it became clear that Phelps’ love affair with Lochte developed because Vendt was probably an abusive boyfriend to our Phelpsicle. Mikey needs a man who can appreciate art of lil Wayne and the romance of ‘The Notebook.’ The kind of man who can openly admit he broke his ankle chasing his dog around. Sure Erik was probably sweet to Michael when cameras were around (as evidence by all post-swim hugging photos) but once he got a few drinks in him he’d be belligerent – putting Mikey down, telling him he doesn’t dress up for him anymore and maybe even saying "make me a sandwich, woman!" every now and again. No wonder Michael’s been slutting around on Lochte - he has trust issues because of his torrid affair with Vendt! Why do you think Michael started doing weights? SELF DEFENSE! I know you guys saw how ripped JLo got in "Enough" when her husband was beating her. Vendt is short but you should never underestimate a short man - They’ll go straight for the knees. We can't really blame Vendt for having a bad-itude. It must be difficult seeing your ex-lover cavorting around/hanging all over a delicious upgrade such as Lochte - heartbreak manifests itsself in interesting ways. We still got a picture - for you guys, for you! You should be thankful we did this because he was already very displeased with us and Mel pretty much had to blow a tranquilizer dart into his neck to get him to do it. Bless you Mel, bless you. (P.S. totally bitter about the fact that Vendt looks so cute in the picture. No wonder Phelps put up with his shenanigans for so long.) Check out Rudy Garcia-Tolson in our picture! He's a very accomplished athlete's whose gotten his fair share of medals at the Paralympics. He was very cool and chatted with Valeria for a bit. He also made us feel HELLA lazy when he told her he had run four miles that morning - we only watched "the Notebook." For those of you who are wondering, no, Lochte was not there. Of course he wasn't! Y'all know the boy is my unicorn - we can never be in the same room or the world will implode. Sorry to anyone who was at the party and wanted to see them some Lochte - you can blame me for that. And you know Phelps was up in NYC probably hanging out with some questionably attractive girls getting his drink on and eating Pizza (the kind he calls NY pizza but in actuality is just Pizza in NY.) As for bb Cullen, he was probably getting crunk with his boy Lochte. We can't hate him for that.

P.S. Y’all know we have been hating on Ricky Berens ever since he deleted us as facebook friends. Um… yeah no love for Mr. Berens. He shows up at the party with a “posse” of sorts, drank himself a soda and peaced. By the way, he was looking mad pale. I don’t know if it was the lighting or what but the Ricky I know is tan and delicious. This Ricky looked malnourished. He also looks like a total Bro. I can’t blame the kid, he does go to school in Texas so I’m sure that has something to do with his popped collar and Northface jacket. Basically he needed a spray tan and a new wardrobe. Also, I know he’s 19 but he looks like a BABY. Definitely cannot lust over bb Ricky anymore – he is a child. We should point out, however, that he was polite. Valeria accidentally bumped into him and he said sorry and “hello” to her. Can’t say the same for Mr. Vendt (feel the wrath!)

Do you want to kill yourself/drown your sorrows in a pint of Hagen Daaz? Listen to this. Later on in the night we got a chance to chat with Mel’s wife, Tiffany, and she told us about how they met. Apparently she met Mel through her ex boyfriend (scandalous!) They were friends for a little while and then they went to a film festival together in New York. The festival was a week – by the end of the week they were talking about when they were getting married and they were married two and a half months later. For those of you who are about to physically harm yourselves because you live a sad lonely life and that story just pushed you over the edge, just try and think happy thoughts - we'll get through this together. We are officially declaring Mel and Tiffany the love rivals of Barack and Michelle. Epic couples.

We had a great time and to top it all off, we got a shoutout on Mel's facebook!

No, Mel, we're the thankful ones!

We've come to a few conclusions thanks to our epic weekend. If you want things to happen you have to make them happen! We took our shot at meeting Mark Ronson and it worked out better than we could have ever imagined. Another conclusion we came to is that when you're being a lurker you cannot appear to be a lurker. When you're with famous people they already know they're famous! You can't be sweating them all night! Hence why we were chillin' with Mark's crew - we played it cool and thus appeared cool (even if we were freaking out on the inside.) Keep it real, guys!

P.S. Totally kicking myself because bb Cullen (aka Chocolate Love) was at a swim clinic on Saturday 2 blocks from my house. TWO BLOCKS! That's right kids, Cullen effing Jones was at Asphalt Green's Aqua Center and I was unaware. I used to go to Asphalt green all the time as a kid! I would illegally ride my bike around the running track while my dad played soccer with his South American cohorts. At least I can say I swam in the same pool as Cullen. We may have swam in the same pool about 9 years apart from each other, but it still happened!

P.P.S. check out a rough cut of GMM's promo for OYTD!

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