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Here's
part two of the August Roundup.
Monday, August 16th
On Monday night, I went with Sarah, Niki and Karen (not pictured
here) to the Bowery Ballroom to see...
...The Killers.
Sarah's all tight with them and shit (they played her prom
party, remember?!?) so after the show we got to go backstage
and hang out (which was pretty neat-o). Karen, Sarah and
Brandon.
Mandy and Andrew.
Me hiding trying to hide the fact that "being backstage"
at any show still makes me giddy like a schoolgirl.
Smells-Good Gina and Michael.
Hahahaha.
Sarah took off her razor blade necklace and used it to...
...slice open fruits! (No, seriously.)
After the show, Karen and I stopped to marvel (ok, and pose)
with this amazing/confusing billboard. Maybe all those Neo-Nazis
will finally cut the shit when they realize they're also
alienating butch-lesbian Catholic priests with all their
hate. (Wait, huh?)
Boobies!
Hahaha.
It's ok, people. She's a Jew.
Hussies on tha street corner getting ready to earn daddy
some duckets.
Then we re-met up with this one (I will smoosh her face)
and went over to Milk and Honey.
Tuesday, August 17th
While packing my room up on Tuesday, I came across this crazy-ass
Israeli bio-warfare mask I'd purchased from an army surplus
store back in 2000 to use when had to sand the old paint
off the walls of the
loft we converted in Brooklyn.
I tried to get Vin to wear it for a picture and he was like
"No way, if anyone sees a picture of a brown guy
in a bio-warfare mask, the terror alert status is going to
increase. Fuck that." Hahahaha.
Later that night I went over to Ludlow St. and ran into Karen.
And we took "I'm not going to see you for a long time" going
away pics. Aw.
Then this random British guy (who apparently lives in the
building nextdoor to me on Bowery) showed up and wanted to
get in on the action all "party boy" style. Nice!
Amy K. showing her tattoo. Oooops!
Sad Sarah and Niki.
Mustard-jacket Meredith and Amy cannoodling in the corner.
Thursday, August 19th
On Thursday night I spent a half an hour trying to get my
roommate's cat Herman to cooperate for a photo shoot. (I
wanted to get a picture of him to put on the photo collage
for the invite to my going away party). Take 1: too blurry.
Take 7: Too squirmy.
Take 14: Too Third Reich.
Take 27: Too squinty. Hahaha.
Take 104: Perfect!
Later Thursday night I met up with Amy and went over to the
Delancey for some party.
Inside, we ran into the lovely Amber.
You found out...I've got a. crush. on. you.
Super smiley.
Smoking on the sidewalk.
Amy made the mistake of saying "I'm like the only one of
your friends that isn't on your website with your nutsack
all in my face."
Friday, August 20th
On Friday, Grizzle and I took the F train so I could bid
farewell to Coney Island. Mmmm, corndogs. (Eight days until
leaving for San Francisco).
And funnel cake.
Later that night, my good friend Doug rolled into town from
Boston (after having just returned from two years living
in Prague).
I hadn't seen this guy since he broke
stuff on the street back on Halloween of 2002! We shot
the shit and caught up for a while...
...laughed at my roommate's retarded, weirdo cat all passed
the fuck out on his back...
Close up!
...then met up with Grant in the East Village for some sushi.
Saturday, August 21st
On Saturday afternoon I went over Ellen's house to play dress
up for a photo shoot.
Officer Battjer on Nip Patrol.
Hahaha. Oh, did I forget to mention that Meredith was there
too?
Never work with a pot head.
Later that evening, Tinz came over to pick me up and take
me over to my last MIsshapes Saturday (full entry coming
soon).
Monday, August 23rd
On Monday morning, Grant, Doug and I went to Mandarin Court
down in Chinatown for a dim sum breakfast...
...then Doug and I took the NJ Transit train down to Sea
Side Heights to meet up with my buddy Scott who was down
there on vacation with his sister and his two kids. Here's
Doug crashed out on the train with his sleepy seatmate.
And here he is a few minutes later trying to knock the camera
out of my hand after he suddenly woke up when I giggled too
loud while leaning in close to take another "sleepy guy"
photo.
We met up with Scott, drank a few beers at his vacation house,
hit White Castle and then hit...
...THE SEASIDE HEIGHTS BOARDWALK! Awwwwww, yeah!
Damn girl, you's a one of a kind lady. Know what I'm saying?
Jersey Beef in the house.
Scott played the "use a baseball to break a bottle game"
and won these "I just showed my tits" Mardi Gras beads. Suh-weet!
Doug giving the Jerz flexdown in front of a bitching Camaro
(that's body was like 90% crafted out of bondo).
Big sleepy guy sleeping on top of the sheets! (Check out
Doug's precious "I look like an eight year-old" smile).
Tuesday, August 24th
In the morning, we got to hang out with Scott's two rugrats.
Here's cranky Liam.
And here's smiley Liam.
Abbey Rose!
Pictured here yelling at me because she wanted to see my
camera RIGHT NOW!
Hahaha. Who loves having their picture taken more than little
kids?
Abbey voicing yet another complaint to Pappa Scott.
Her hair looks shoulder length, but if you pull her curls
straight they reach half way down her itty-bitty little back.
Cah-yootie!
Doung, Jericho and Liam on the way to us being dropped off
at the train station.
Look who fell asleep on the train again?
Wednesday, August 25th
With T-Minus four days until my big move to SF, I headed
out to Clark, NJ to have dinner at my Grandparents and say
goodbye. Here's me and my mom with G-ma and G-pa.
Big Bri and Steph.
Cousins Lindsay and Chad.
Thursday, August 26th
On Thursday night (T-minus three days!) my roommate Victoria
cooked a nice dinner and invited some of my friends over
for a low-key dinner party. Here's The Fatty, Tinnz, Charlene
and Grant (Sarah was there later on!)
Jake (the guy getting ready to move into my apartment) came
over to try and bond with Herman.
The mover's had already come and taken all of my stuff (to
California!). Meredith was out of town for the weekend and
was nice enough to lend me her apartment.
Friday, August 27th
T-minus one day. All packed up and feeling nervous, I opted
for a little escapism and went to see an afternoon movie
with Grant and Leigh. On the way out, Grant and Leigh both
took their turn being the "seed of Chucky."
Hahahah.
After the movie, Leigh came over and helped me clean up my
place and pack up the few things that the movers hadn't taken. My
almost-empty bedroom. Sad!
Okay, to be perfectly honest with you, Leigh hardly helped
pack or clean at all. However, she did put on lip gloss and...
...pulled sexy poses while modeling some of my clothes that
I was throwing away. Hahaha.
Then late Friday night I went to some crazy-ass roof party
that set up a giant tarp to be used as a Slip N' Side (or
"WetBanana," if you prefer). (By the way, while
Googling "wet banana" just now looking for fun pics, I found
the US
Consumer Product Safety Commission which had the following
to say about WHAM-O Brand Backyard Water Slides:
WASHINGTON, DC -- Kransco Group Companies and the U.S. Consumer
Product Safety Commission (CPSC) warn consumers that WHAM-O
backyard water slides, manufactured by Kransco and WHAM-O
for years as popular summertime toys for children, should
NOT be used by adults or teenagers. The toys were designed
for use by children only. Use by adults and teens has the
potential to result in neck injury and paralysis.
Because
of their weight and height, adults and teenagers who dive onto the
water slide may hit and abruptly stop in such a way that could
cause permanent spinal cord injury, resulting in quadriplegia or paraplegia.
The slider's forward momentum drives the body into the neck and compresses
the spinal cord.
Sweet, sweet spinal-injury risk!
Haha. Nothing worse than sliding at 20mph and runnin' out
o' tarp. Ouch.
Dead man sliding!
Capt. Christian says...
Yay, spinal cord injury!
(added
on 03.29.2005)
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