1. Hormone-crazed shopaholic
2. Potential hand model, probable porn star
3. Ex-Enron executive
4. Failed male cheerleader
5. Bill Gates’ alcoholic cousin
6. Three campus buildings named for his grandma
7. Got 2nd on Jeopardy once by 50 bucks
8. Office guy with the most boring coffee cup
9. Russian mobster
10. Shady FBI agent eyeballing your 7-year-old son
11. Ruthless big buck hunter
12. Bookie

So last night, thanks to some excellent contest-winning prowess by our resident West-sider Special K from Jane Magazine, a bunch of us got our own private concert from that supafly Norwegian dancequeen, Annie. That means two hours of chillin at Great Scott with Annie and an open bar and all the Jane schwag you could handle.

The fact that I have no pictures or video of this simply means we had a great time. Is there any better way to spend a thirsty Thursday than five feet from a Scandinavian electropop vixen doin her thang? I think not. I think the magazine hostess gal taking pictures of the whole deal got a shot of Annie watching her own “Chewing Gum” video on tv. Solid.

She played the good ‘uns plus a song she said is coming out in the next month, which is “Crush” I think, but not positive. Sounded good though. I chatted up the DJ guy on the stage afterwards and he was cool as hell, as I’m sure they all are. God bless Norway and their free-show playin’, Great Scott rockin’, bootylicious hot-to-trot pop tarts. Ahh, så, så het.