my hands look dead in this light...

tonight i was over at my friends' apartment for thanksgiving leftovers, and after a few glasses of wine and a holiday cocktail, i start staring at my hands. they are blue. really blue. i mention my blue hands to the group, and j., my very reasonable friend, comes over to me and demands that someone turn on the overhead light, thinking i'm having a heart attack or something. well, it turns out that the dye from my new, dark-blue uniqlo jeans have stained my hands. ha ha. we got a real laugh out of that one. ha ha. then, i went into the bathroom and yelled out, "ha ha! the water is turning blue! it is dye! ha ha!" what a hoot! am i right?