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me397
fatty260
!best211
amanda150
meredith137
!karaoke106
chris a99
!food69
siege64
frank61
!strangers51
!beach50
!get a load of this guy46
!e9th apt45
!thumbs up44
!point40
!birthday39
!dance36
!laugh36
charlene35

grant — ...moustaches! Hahaha. Every single time I look at Grant's expression in this pic I actually laugh out loud. (And now that I'm looking again, I guess my silky, blonde moustache is pretty sweet as well).

grant — ...white-trash accoutrements. Check out our sweet, matching...

grant — Siege nursing his swollen nuts on the subway ride out to Brooklyn for the surprise party (which he'd totally figured out was coming. I mean, c'mon, birthday or not it's always suspicious when two of your friends are like "Let's hang out in Manhattan for an hour and then go back to your place in Brooklyn.").

grant — Here's Grant and I waiting on the corner of Delancey and Bowery for Siege to come off the JMZ (if you don't live in NYC, that's a subway). Grant and I decided that the best way to keep Siege occupied for an hour and give him some birthday loving would be to take him to...

grant — Jerome and wonky-eyed Grant!

grant — On Saturday Grant, Amanda and I went out to Brooklyn to attend a party at...

grant — On Friday night we met up with Brandon who was in town from Budapest and went to his friend's party on the LES (Brandon, you may remember, was the internet stranger who went out of his was to be our gracious host when Grant, Jake and I were in Berlin and Budapest a few weeks prior.)

grant — Meredith, Grant and Victoria.

grant — Grant rocking Amanda's shades.

grant — Reunited with my old roomie Victoria!

grant — On Thursday afternoon Grant and I met up for lunch at the Homestyle Cafe (where we pretty much ate lunch together every single day for like 2 years when we worked at Nerve.com / Spring Street). He had a meeting later that week with his friend that's now an editor and Glamour and I was going to try to help him brainstorm and come up wtih story ideas he could pitch.

grant — Hahaha.

grant — Grant getting his score from the judges.

grant — Grant showed up and came correct with his version of Rick James' Superfreak (which had me worried. Because if we both ended up in the finals, he would no doubt pull out I Believe in a Thing Called Love by The Darkness which, having already used my only nuclear option, I would have no chance of competing against).

grant — Once Grant got settled onto the cot to check out how comfortable it was, his laughter stopped. Jake and my laughter, however, did not stop.

grant — Hahaha. This is where you can go to get your scrotum augmented.

grant — On Wednesday afternoon Grant and I met up with his Uncle and Aunt that were in town from Norway. (Uncle Phil is Grant's dad's brother).

grant — Fast forward a week and Meredith and I have just gotten back into town after our trip. I immediately rang up the boys and we made plans to meet up for a drink so that I could bestow upon them exotic gifts from Jamaica...

grant — En Route back to Helsinki where Brian would be joining us from Estonia. Back to you, Bri Bri

grant — I almost shit my pants laughing when...

grant — Me and snow.

grant — We spent our last day Lapland on a Reindeer farm.

grant — This is the lake where we went fishing. We were first given giant steel corkscrews to get through twenty some inches of ice, then sat in the cold for an hours as the fish underneath mocked us.

grant — Awesome.

grant — So very, very cold.

grant — This is Jordan (another writer) and I on one of the breaks we took, enroute to ice fishing.

grant — Snowmobiling time! Without being asked to show our driver's licences we were each given thermal overalls and a powerful snowmobile with which to speed over the tundra! (PS- It says "Jew" next to my head.)

grant — I like weather this cold; It's not often I get to rock my aqua head sock.

grant — It winked at me!

grant — A little motor stops the water from freezing solid. Remember the air temperature is -51 C. THAT'S MINUS 60 FAHRENHEIT!

grant — Huddling for warmth.

grant — Factory floor.

grant — Big eye!

grant — Me plus a glassy-eyed Augusto.

grant — We had to get up at 7:45 the next morning to go to a (*wretch*) 8:30 vodka tasting at the local Finlandia bottling plant. The only thing keeping us awake was the promise of a co-ed sauna experience.

grant — I cheated nausea...

grant — Me and Darren putting the cold in cold lamping.

grant — This is Darren of Out Traveler magazine (as in out of the closet, not like "out and about"). He was one of the the writers on the trip and was intent on bagging a Finn. Those fresh silver coats are given to you as you enter the bar we were in...

grant — Me and the always lovely Kim of Brown-Forman (the company that does PR for Finlandia).

grant — ...Instantly tough!

grant — Just a little off the top and I'm...

grant — BUDGET BARBER SHOP!

grant — and take silly pictures of our silly hair.

grant — Good and drunk, Jake and I decided to go back to my room...

grant — Hour 35 without sleep. The other writers went back to the hotel while we hit a bar that the kids hang out at.

The guy begind us is Gus. He was editor from Hombre magazine. Yeah, we thought it was a porno mag to but we were wrong. That's Honcho. Hombre is a Latin lifestyle mag. Gus kept wanting to tell us about "something that changed his life". Turns out it was Landmark Forum. Boo.

grant — Tired but happy.

grant — Get the fuck out before your face freezes. This is me beginning to freeze.

grant — Me trying to look all Soviet and shit.

grant — Me in an alley...

grant — Too psyched to nap away the jet-lag we went out and about in downtown Helsinki.

grant — The maid's view of me in my room. This really doesn't do the room's at the hotel Kamp justice. Our rooms were awesome. They had phones next to the crapper.

grant — On Wednesday morning Grant came over to Meredith's to show off his new thermal undies and say goodbye. The next day, he and Jake were leaving for a five day all expenses paid press junket trip to Finland and Lapland! (A few days after they left, I flew into Estonia and we all met up in Helsinki to kick off a trip through Europe).

grant — ...he tossed me off under the covers. (They also give you packs of mayo that make for sweet under the blanket handjob action). Jake kept telling me that the trip wasn't exactly free.

grant — I swore at Jake and then...

grant — Getting all Hamas with a hot towel.

grant — Some pre-dinner beerskis...

grant — Admiral's club just means you get plates of baby carrots and ranch dressing, but you get to do it in leather chairs, while businessmen give you shitty looks.

grant — Grant, who'd been the biggest proponent for Fatty getting the fireplace operational ("Just imagine the S'more we'll be able to make!") give this double thumbs up.

grant — ...stupid photos of us putting spoons in our eyes and talking like robots. (WTF?).

grant — On Monday night I met up with Grant and Fatty for some tasty Thai and some...

grant — On Sunday I braved the cold for brunch with the Grizz and David Kreitman (DeeKayEnWhy) and our old diner standby - The Midnight Cafe.

grant — Mmmmm, racist.

grant — Grant and Nina.

grant — Mike, Grant and Nina

grant — Seith (in town visiting from Boston..wooo!) me and Grizz.

grant — Nick (who can't seem to pull any pose other than the "get a load of this guy" pose) and Grant.

grant — Fiasco rocked it. And I even managed to grab a (yes, somewhat shoddy) pic of Grant pulling some DLR action on stage.

grant — Grant, Fatty and Frank after the show. Is it me, or does Fatty look a bit like Richard Hell in this pic?

grant — Here's me in my free fur hat, free fleece and totally gratis outer jacket.

grant — Then drinks. I love this pic. (And I love that Amanda's started drinking Grant's signature drink: Stoli Vanilla and ginger ale with a cherry in it.)

grant — (Grant gives Dith the evil eye)

grant — One of these guys is doing his own thing...

grant — While waiting for a cab outside, I saw the Moustache (note the use of a capital "M") that Grant's moustache aspires to one day be and I asked its owner if he'd mind letting his moustache pose for a picture with my friend's baby-moustache. He was happy to oblige.

grant — Group shot underground.

grant — She wasn't really mad. So...HIGH TEN!

grant — When I rejoined the group, Grant was incredulous. "Did that girl just pop out her wab for the camera?"

grant — ...to HER ASS.

grant — KA-BLAMMO! Hahaha. Look at how excited he is!

grant — Then a panty check? (To be honest, I'm not even sure what's going on here.) And then?

grant — I momentarily left my group to see what some drunk girl across the room was up to.

grant — ...which Grant used as an opportunity to...

grant — ...molest Amanda knowing that she'd be unable to protest.

grant — First DLR high-jump of the year!

grant — Here's Grant practicing shilling for Finlandia vodka. (Just a few days earlier he'd found out that Jake had managed to get Grant on the the all expenses paid Finlandia press-junket trip to Finland and Lapland!)

grant — I couldn't get enough of Grant's moustache and was snapping off pics like his personal paparazzi.

grant — After the party on the roof had died down a bit, we headed downstairs to John and Terri's apartment.

grant — Who's my best friend? Awwww.

grant — Grant getting a moon-lit kiss that knocked his hat off!

grant — As much as we love each other, we had to break our embrace before the countdown ended.

grant — Down by the roof's edge.

grant — Woooooo!

grant — ...former Nerve.com photo editor and long-time-no-see friend Debbie Grossman!

grant — Amanda and Grant.

grant — ...to hop the L train to Williamsburg where we ran into...

grant — Mr. Moustache (First name, Comedy) loves him some champagne!

grant — ...better...

grant — Pretty decent...

grant — ..Yahtzee! (Check out Meredith screaming in the background. Hahahah).

grant — This photo translated into English mean "You there with the camera! It is your turn to jump high."

grant — Grant arrived and Emily immediately swooped in close to assess his holiday moustache. With my fancy cam all busted out already, we decided it was time for aerial pics!

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