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Much
like January,
the weather in February was so crappy and miserable that I really didn't
go out all that much. And when I did, I didn't take too many pics. So
rather than a bunch of in-depth narratives, here's a sampling my February.
Monday,
February 10th
All The Real Girls Afterparty
Nerve hosted the premiere for the movie "All the Real Girls."
Here's Travis and Emma at the afterparty.
Me and Tara.
Meghan and some guy she works with. (Man, these captions really suck.
Sorry).
Jen Dolloff, Emma, Lorelei and me.
I earned $50,000 from the National Enquirerer for capturing photographic
evidence of Michael
Martin's social life. Seriously, this guy's more elusive than the
Yeti.
If you look over Tara's head, you'll see a dude in the background. If
he hadn't moved right at the last second, you'd be able to see that
the reason we're making those faces and pointing is because of the...
...totally amazing Cosby sweater he was wearing ("A Cosby SWEAT-AHHH!").
Ok, now that that joke's over with, I implore you to scroll back up
and look at my face in the pic above. My chin has completely disappeared.
If I had a time machine, I would travel back and use the above face
to claim First Prize in the "Matt
Weiner Face Contest."
Tara's the only girl I've ever met who has Holly Hobby lingerie. Aye
Carumba!
Friday, February 14th
Valentine's Day
On Valentine's Day Tara and I went to see Em and Lo perform in a sketch
comedy show and then we walked over to Adult World for Gibby's
party.
Tara and I.
The crowd. Yay.
Tara and Gibby "I'm tattooed from asshole to breakfasttime"
Miller.
And for Valentine's day you get a.....SCHMOOOOSED FACE!
Monday, February 19th
On Sunday and Monday, New York got like 2 feet of snow. (This picture
sorta sucks because you can't really tell how deep the snow is, but
trust me, it was a lot).
So there's an ironing board resting on top of a 2 foot pile of snow
and in the most obvious set-up ever (I mean, like one not even your
slow, eight year old cousin would fall for), David goes to Grant, "Hey,
I bet you can't surf on that ironing board." As soon as Grant stands
on it, David pushes him into the snow.
Random pic from Piano's on Monday night. Tara in my "snowtrooper"
hat.
Random picture of Buster, our temporary office cat.
Friday, February 21st
On Friday night I stayed home reading and then late night went out and
met up with Sara and Val for a drink over in the meat packing district.
Saturday, February 22nd
Saturday night I went over to Lauren and Tara's and hung out and shot
the shit.
Oh, and we got a little tipsy.
Even Robot, Lauren's cat, was feeling the love. She decided to express
it by humping the living shit out of a stuffed animal in the corner.
So busted.
Smoochy, smoochy.
Me repping with the Bowery Pizza guy on the way to work. (Holy creepy
photo).
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