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I headed
home to NJ to enjoy delicious turkey with the fam and catch up with
all my cracka-ass friends from high school.
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.
Rachael loves Chi-chi's. No, for real.
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!"
Me and Jo Jo on tha go go. Yo, you gotta be pretty hard to rock the
paisley vest, you KWIS (know what I'm sayin')?
Bearing witness to our stunning performances were RHS alumni, Jamie
Rubin and Mike Byank.
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.
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!!!
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."
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.
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.
Speaking of...here's the Daddy Mack (literally), carving our turkey.
And here's my dad's BabyMomma whippin us up some potatoes.
Yo, you gotta give up some love for the Grandma.
Here's our annual "Family Pic in Front of the Fireplace."
The next day, I drove out to Garfield, NJ to recuse, I mean pick up
Doug who was staying with his family.
Doug and Papa Toth.
Doug and Granda Toth. Yo, again - you gotta give up some love for the
Grandma.
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