november 03, 2007
no pressure saturday
I was lazing around the apartment on Saturday afternoon when I got a call from Lisa and Pauly. They told me that they were at a bar right around the corner with their friend Iva who was in town visiting from Toronto and that they had already been drinking for "a couple of hours." They suggested I should swing by and grab a drink, but you know, No Presh.
I told them I'd swing by for ONE DRINK because, if I remember correctly, I had "a bunch of stuff to do." One drink turned into two, and then two drinks led to me purchasing a ticket for the PARTY EXPRESS. Because everyone knows that once it hits your lips, it's so good. Not much of a narrative here, but these pics all still make me laugh!
I made it to the bar around 6pm and was stoked to see that Lisa and Pauly had brought their dog Pizza to the bar and that he was already showing off his amazing balance skills on the top of the booths.
Gabe!
We all made each other special paper clip bracelets. Then Pauly had to be all alternative and shit and turn his bracelet into...
...a NOSE CHAIN. Which was his way of paying homeage to Canada's most famous fashion innovator - Jane Child. She pretty much invented the nose chain thing, you know. (PS - Can you believe there's actually a wikipedia entry for nose chain??? PPS - Jane Child is totally mentioned on it! SCORE!)
After getting good and drunk, we went back to our apartment to play some Guitar Hero...
...and to get drunker. Once you surpass a certain number of drinks, Guitar Hero will no longer satisfy your urge to drunkenly sing along with songs you love and you invariably end up deciding that you should go sing KARAOKE!
We took the scenic route from our apartment to 2nd On 2nd so that we could show Iva our favorite world-famous New York City landmark: RAPE ALLEY!
Hahaha. This is the wrongest photo I have that still makes me LOL. I think it's the balloon that somehow makes it that extra bit of wonderful-terrible. Well, that and the face-rape.
Hi, can you tell that we're all very...
...very...
...very excited for...
...KARAOKE! Lisa hit the stage first (because it was only 9pm and the place was pretty much empty!). When you break out knee slides on your very first song, there's no where to go but UP!
Woooooo! 'Roke!
Ugly face! Pauly's ugly face!
Gabe scored big doing the zombie boar!
Iva went with the always good smoosh face.
This one's not perfected yet, still needs a little work, but I like where you're going with it, Lis. I especially like the way you're smashing your nostrils up and towards each other at the same time. Nice technique!
Hahaha
Teamwork, man. Teamwork.
Not touchin' 'em! Not touchin' em!
Definitely touchin' em.
Then Gabe sang!
Look how happy these two are! Now clap it out, now clap it out, now clap it out!
I got on the horn and texted Meredith: "2nd & 2nd. 9:20pm and karaoke is already totally out of control. Come soon!"
A short while later, ta-da!
As soon as she arrived, Lisa helped outfit her with a...
...magical rainbow paperclip karaoke bracelet!
This girl looked like a Disney character.
And oh-my-god could she sing. Holy moly.
Can you tell that I liked her? (I think this is my favorite creepy picture of myself, btw.)
Oh jesus, remember this lady? She was wearing some kind of "wacky jumper" outfit and went up and sang How Much Is That Puppy In the Window. Yep, the one with the waggily tail. That fucking song.
Jesus, lady. If you're not going to scream or do something interesting with the song you could at least take your top off or something. Let me introduce you to a couple of your more-fun karaoke counterparts!
Like, how about Dr. Pumpkin Pants here! I have no memory whatsoever of what song she sang, but her outfit was so rad (I mean, HELLO!) that it just made every feel fantastic.
See? Way to bring your karaoke A-game, lady!
And then there was this guy! Any time someone at karaoke goes up to sing and they're holding a rocks glass, you know you're in for a treat. Booze is the secret ingredient to karaoke and so if you're drinking it straight up it's basically telling other people that you're not there to fuck around, you're there to GET YOUR KARAOKE ON! This guy and his little dino arms were a karaoke dream come true.
Here's Lisa celebrating him! Or is has she already moved on to celebrating the Asian lady in the wicker cowboy hat? But hey, I guess it's appropriate either way. Win!
Then Lisa sang something with such heart...
...and with such sexual intensity...
...that Meredith just could not restrain herself any longer.
My dance moves, unfortunately, had the exact same effect on Gabe.
Lisa must've been singing some 80s hair metal ballad, because this is definitely a photo of me running to the stage so that I could "assist her" by playing air guitar during the guitar solo. The only reason this is even worth showing is because it accidentally resulted in...
...this totally dirty-by-accident photo! Holy moly! But one thing's for sure, it certainly clears up any doubts anyone had about Lisa's ability to, ummm, work the mic.
You go, girl. You go.
Who likes screaming more than me?
I love these next few photos so much.
Living the dream.
Dancing it out.
After a while, Lisa wasn't content to keep her partying vibe limited to the corner of the bar...
...and decided to just take it on up to the stage to "assist" the gentleman who was in the middle of his song!
Hahahaha.
He took it in stride!
Hahaha.
And then a big finish! Ta-da!
Here's us walking down the street totally wasted even though it was only 11:30pm!
Trouble, man. Trouble. We did what any self-respecting drunk mob would do when out of commission so early in the evening in the East Village...
Head to the Odessa Diner for milkshakes and flexdowns!
Milkshakes and Flexdowns! KA-POW!
FEEL THE BURN!
I'm not allowed to show the couple of photos that happened after this, but man oh man, are they funny.
Then the food showed up!
I went with one of my old NJ Diner stand bys: Two eggs over, home fries, wheat toast!
Meredith got PIZZA FRIES! MMMMMM.
Lisa got the meat-orgy that is the LUMBERJACK SPECIAL.
Three times a lady indeed.
Iva dug into her cluuuuuub sammich with an intense ferocity. Hahah.
LUMBERJACK!
Lisa showed off Pauly's MANLY chest...
...which led to Gabe showing off his manly chest! This picture rules so hard. I love Gabe's eyebrows and Lisa's slurry top lip. Hahaha.
Dear Staff of the Odessa Diner,
Sorry we were all such drunk, hot messes that night. Usually we are polite and well-mannered denizens of the East Village. Thank you for not throwing us out and we're sorry we made such a mess....
We hope the large tip we left and all the booby flashes provided by our womenfolk helped make up for our state that evening. We'll try not to let it happenever againfor at least a couple of months.
Love,
Lisa Michelle, Pauly, Meredith, Iva and Brian.