thanksgiving


I headed home to NJ to enjoy delicious turkey with the fam and catch up with all my cracka-ass friends from high school.

brian battjer, emily cmielewski

As soon as I rolled into town, I gots on tha horn and wrangled up Emily Cmielewski and Rachael and we went over to the bar at Chi-Chi's (yep, the Mexican restaurant chain) for some strip-mall style Jersey nightlife action. ˆ emily ˆ me ˆ coldlamp ˆ

brian battjer, rachael

Rachael loves Chi-chi's. No, for real. ˆ me ˆ rachael ˆ kiss ˆ

, brian battjer, emily cmielewski

After getting the ladies all wet with a solo rendition of the Police's 1978 hit "Roxanne," Emily and I stepped up to the mic to kick a duet of Human League's 1982 hit "Don't You Want Me." Check out DJ/Entertainer Jo Jo Russell (the karaoke emcee) pumpin his fist Arsenio Hall style. "Hoo Hoo Hoo!" ˆ emily ˆ jo jo russell ˆ me ˆ duet ˆ karaoke ˆ nj ˆ

, brian battjer

Me and Jo Jo on tha go go. Yo, you gotta be pretty hard to rock the paisley vest, you know what I'm saying? ˆ jo jo russell ˆ me ˆ point ˆ

, jamie rubin

Bearing witness to our stunning performances were RHS alumni, Jamie Rubin and Mike Byank. ˆ jamie rubin ˆ mike byank ˆ roxbury high school ˆ

, brian battjer

Also on hand was Matt Weiner; an RHS alumnus, a Syracuse alumnus and he lives right down the goddamned street from me in NYC. For those of you new to my site, Matt is so revered for making faces that there have been contests held to pay homage. ˆ matt weiner ˆ me ˆ best ˆ flipped eyelids ˆ thumbs up ˆ ugly face ˆ

brian battjer, john christie

After closing out Chi-chi's (at a rokking 10pm!!!), we headed over to Roxbury's other hot, hot nightspot, The Barn where we ran into John Christie!!! ˆ john c ˆ me ˆ tit squeeze ˆ

emily cmielewski

Now, check this - Emily's had a crush on John since she was in 9th grade and she subtley hinted that she might want make out with him (she did this by grabbing my arm and whispering "I totally want to make out with John Christie." ˆ emily ˆ best ˆ

emily cmielewski, john christie

The only problem is, Emily's shy and John, although he talks a big game, has a history of "fumbling" when the ball is handed off to him. So I told John that Emily wanted to make out with him and then was like "Hey Emily, why don't you come sit down next to John." Then I got up and took this photo. Look at their "we both totally want to makeout but we're shy" faces. Hehehehe. ˆ emily ˆ john c ˆ shy ˆ the barn ˆ

brett battjer, emily cmielewski, rachael

Here's my little brother Brett providing further evidence to support the recent scientific discovery that being the "motherfucking Mack Daddy" is likely genetically predisposed. ˆ brett ˆ emily ˆ rachael ˆ hug ˆ

Speaking of...here's the Daddy Mack (literally), carving our turkey. ˆ dad ˆ carve ˆ family ˆ thanksgiving ˆ turkey ˆ

stephanie battjer

And here's my dad's BabyMomma whippin us up some potatoes. ˆ mom ˆ cooking ˆ family ˆ thanksgiving ˆ

, brian battjer

Yo, you gotta give up some love for the Grandma. ˆ grandma ˆ me ˆ family ˆ

, brett battjer, brian battjer, stephanie battjer

Here's our annual "Family Pic in Front of the Fireplace." ˆ brett ˆ dad ˆ me ˆ mom ˆ family ˆ

doug toth

The next day, I drove out to Garfield, NJ to recuse, I mean pick up Doug who was staying with his family. ˆ doug ˆ sunglasses ˆ

, doug toth

Doug and Papa Toth. ˆ doug ˆ mr toth ˆ surprise ˆ

, doug toth

Doug and Grandma Toth! See? You gotta give up love for the Grandma! ˆ doug ˆ grandma toth ˆ