new year's eve january 1 , 2002


Our dear friend (and Scotsman!) Jack Wright recently bought a little getaway house in upstate New York (about 90 miles northwest of NYC). He invited about 20 or so of us up to bring in the New Year in his in-the-process-of-being-renovated new home!


Lorelei, our lovely host Jack (yes, he is wearing a blue and green plaid jacket) and Tyler.



Tyler, Me and Sean work on our goodbye to 2001, Buddy-style.


Grant, Hannah and Sean.


So about an hour before midnight, the house's heater stopped working...and considering it was about 8 degrees outside the temperature in the house immediately began to plummet. As Jack (yep, the one with the plaid ass) opened the trapdoor into the basement (Evil Dead Style, yo) we all began to take, um, advantage of his situation.


Bringing in 2002 with a bang, bay-bee!


13 seconds left...


HAP-PY NEW YEAR! (Grant, Nina, Lo, Hannah and me).


Emma and me.


Tyler can fly.


"Hey, thish isch a fuggin' *HIC* guh-reat, party...*BURP*," Peter said right before he ended up passing out in the backroom no more than 45 minutes into a brand new year. Lightweight.


The Taylor sisters were starting to get grouchy...


...until Grant gave up a little ass to brighten their night!


Let me ask you sumptin, how real do Tyler's fake titties look? We made these crazy-ass real-looking boobs by taking yellow balloons and adding red M&M's for nipples. Pretty insane, huh?


At one point in the night, Tyler declared Jihad on Budweiser. Oy vey.


THE MORNING AFTER...


Sometime in the middle of the night, Jack's furnace stopped running and when we woke up in the morning, some ice cubes that had been dropped on the floor earlier in the night still hadn't melted. That's how fucking cold it was when we woke up.


Imagine starting a new year waking up next to that? Hannah tries to cover her face in shame.


Or worse, waking up to this: Grant in "USA" sweatshirt, Purple Camo pants, and striped, toe-fitted socks that make it look like he has Muppet feet. (we tried to pay him $10 to go out to breakfast at the local redneck diner, but he wouldn't do it).

    

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