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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 — We left the party and headed back to Beford to catch the subway. Check out this "off to see the Wizard" shot that either Katie or Siege managed to snap. Hahaha.

grant — This isn't from New Year's, but it was one of the pics that Katie sent around with the other pics she took of the night and I thought this would be as good a place as any to re-post it.

grant — No, you're the man now, dawg!

(I think Meredith had the winning comment for this photo when she said "Who looks like a moring-after tranny hooker in this photo? Nope, sorry Grant. That's not the correct answer." Hahaha.)

grant — Check out Lucy, the lady the place is named for laughing at clapping at Grant's post-tequila grimace.

grant — Te-kill-ya.

grant — After the show, we headed up Ave B to Lucy's for some drinks.

grant — I think these two are friends of Sascha's (I only took this pic because Grant and I both had a crush on the hot Welsh girl in the middle).

grant — DKNY gives the Grizz a hug.

grant — Another rock shot.

grant — Fiasco hit the stage like a bizzomb.

grant — Grant chatting with Brian C. and the Mark Bibbins (The Notorious B.I.B.)

grant — Grant and company decided to get "glammed" up for the first show. By the second show, they'd decided to call it quits with the make up. Mostly because I think Grant realized that when he's made up he looks like a tranny-version of his super-hot (Lindsay Lohan lookalike) sister, Gemma.

grant — Here's what Grant thinks of me. Hahah.

grant — Emily squats down to closer inspect Grant's "rock socks."

grant — Grant + Gemma = Comedy Gold!

grant — ...this. So, now you know.

grant — Leigh and Grant make their "camera faces." Here's a little known fact about these two, it's super hard work for them to make these "sexy" faces. In fact, the moment they relax their faces, they both normally look like...

grant — Grant and Heidi Quarterslot.

grant — ...aerial magick.

grant — As always, Grant treated the crowd to a little...

grant — This was a full-on tussle. I would've jumped in and helped Grant out, but to be honest, I was too entertained by the fact that if Grant lost this particular "wrestling match," he'd have to make out with Jake.

grant — Check out Grant using the crook of his elbow to guard his lips against Jake's gay-invasion.

grant — ...Jake's wrestled Grant down to the floor and is trying to French him. (Holy Moly, I can't even remember the last time I used "French" as a verb).

grant — The Grizza cleaned up all his pins in the 10th frame and celebrated by doing THE WORM right on the lane!

grant — Next up was Grant and his bowling ball titties. (Bonus points for Fatty's "smells like shit" face in the background).

grant — Saturday night we all met up at Emily's fancy new apartment to go bowling. Grant called to tell us he was on his way and Fatty announced that he was going to hide in the bathroom and jump out when Grant came in the door (Hey, remember Scaring Grant?) So Grant walked in the door and Fatty jumped out screaming (holding a roll of toilet paper and wearing a towel on his head, no less) but Grant hardly flinched this time. Bah. Anyway, on to bowling!

grant — The next mornign we had breakfast with the fam (cinnamon rolls...mmmm) and Grant headed back into town. Meredith decided to stick around a little longer and we...

grant — Mad props to Meredith for managing to keep her cool while being sandwiched between two ha-ha-hunks in man-kinis. I don't know how she did it.

grant — Who's that lucky foggy lady in the middle?

grant — Scotch in the hot tub? Who's more 1978 than us?

grant — Somehow during the course of the night, it came up that we suspected Grant of using "Sun In" to lighten his hair. An accusation that he so strongly reacted to that we all immediatley knew it had to be true. Meredith checks Grant's hair for the color "Golden Jersey Shore Wheat." Yep, it's a match.

grant — And then Grant tried on the hat (and gave me a shy smile). And then he got really angry at me when I showed this picture to my Grandfather. Hahaha. Grant had spent most of dinner asking my Grandfather macho questions about what he'd done in WWII, and so this feminine side of Grant seemed to confuse him. Until I cleared things up by leaning in and explaining "Yeah, we're friends but he's a little light in the loafers if you know what I mean." My Grandfather solemnly nodded. Later Grant kept punching me and saying "I can't believe you said that about me. To a veteran!"

grant — Thumbs up from Grant.

grant — I got up to help him out and was told that he didn't need any help "figuring out his own camera, Goddamnit!" So I took some photos of everyone waiting. Hahah.

grant — Here are the fruits of his labor though. Well worth the wait!

grant — Results: Inconclusive.

grant — After all getting crunked up at The Barn (uh, except for me Dad, because I was the driver) we headed over to The Roxbury Diner (which we all know is really still called The Victoria Diner) for some late night grub. I like how when everyone started throwing gangsigns, my brother's gangsign is to simultaneously pinch both his titties and look "naughty."

grant — The best thing about Grant is that he could be licking her face, but it's just as likely that she's screaming because he's licking her armpit.

grant — ...it's time to start doing the "use the flash to take my picture while I shake the fuck out of my head" game again. (This one's still funny but doesn't hold a motherfucking candle to the version he pulled earlier on the train).

grant — Followed by the Group face-licking. And then the next thing you know...

grant — Then came the face-licking.

grant — ...round up a crew and head to the local townie bar that's called "The Barn!" Believe it or not, The Barn actually used to be a restaurant called Seafood Shack when I was growing up in town! Seafood Shack. A winning name like that and they still went out of business. Shocking, right? Steak Shanty is gone as well. Go figure.) Anyway, over holidays The Barn is the defacto place that everyone I went to high school with goes to catch up with everyone else. Here's Amy (my brother's girlfriend), Grant, Brett and Meredith preparing for their very first Barn Experience!

grant — Me, Meredith and Grant all dressed up for dinner.

grant — ...doing that thing where you shake your head back and forth as hard as you can and capture your face getting all rubbery and contorted when the flash goes off. This is one of the best (and by best, I mean worst!) faces I've ever seen as a result of this practice. Quite simply, incredible.

grant — ...Tha Grizza! Talk about the two best Thanksgiving guests of all time! We hopped on an NJ Transit Train headed westward towards Succasunna, NJ (where I grew up!).

grant — Meredith took some nice photos. And then took some pictures of Grant...

grant — Die The on Wednesday night, Grant and Meredith took the NJTransit Train out to NJ with me to spend Thanksgiving dinner with my family! (More of this coming soon in a whole separate entry).

grant — Grant's making a face in this picture like he's already mad about the whole fan joke I made up above (almost 11 months later). Before we headed home for the night, we decided to step into the photoboth and commemorate the night. (Because there's definitely not enough pictures of me and my friends acting stupid).

grant — "Yes, hello. I'm calling from across the bar...can you please turn down your giant fan? As you can probably see, it's making my hair look quite silly. No, I'm over to your left. I'm wearing a blue sweatsh...Hey! Stop laughing! Just turn down your fan, ok?"

grant — And grabbed a coupla beers at Lakeside Lounge.

grant — ...we walked back into Manhattan from Siege and Katie's via the Billyburg Bridge.

grant — Grant managed to win this one (but the fact that he's still in the hole for $100 ensures that he'll rise to whatever Siege decideds to bet him on next).

grant — Go!

grant — Ready?

grant — After the movie was over, Grant decided to take on another one of Siege's infamous "Bar Bets." So far Grant was 0 for 2 with Siege's previous bets. The first was a challenge to drink an entire gallon of whole milk in an hour and not vomit (for $100). The second was a challenge to eat ten Saltine Crackers in 60 seconds with no water (for $10). So Grant was anxious to improve his record by eating a certain number of slices of white bread in 60 seconds with no water. (Grant, I don't remember how many slices it was - fill me in).

grant — After we bowed our goodbyes (check out Grant copping a cheap feel in the background...ha!)...

grant — Amy laughing at Tired Grant, The Sad Clown.

grant — ...eating junkfood at the Odessa.

grant — ...Meredith and Grant (and I forget who the girl on the left is - someone's friend from out of town? A stranger that met on the street?) over on Avenue A. If it's after 4am and you're on Ave A and you've been drinking, there's a pretty darn good chance that you're going to end up...

grant — Friday night we took it easy. Beers at Blue & Gold...

grant — "No, you listen to me, Kurt Loder! I was the star of that show! You hear me? The STAR! I don't care if you don't want me back on for the next season because without me, you got nothing. NOTHING!"

grant — ...Grant, and I Keep A Diary new-comer, Jake Bronstein.

grant — Lori, The Notorious B.I.B. and Grant (making an awesome face).

grant — Candy and Grant.

grant — Me and Tha Grizza.

grant — Amy K. (in a "I just got back from a Bat Mitzvah" dress!) Meredith and Grant.

grant — The band had planned on having a huge post-show brunch party on Sunday at APT to celelbrate their first gig, but when the gig got cancelled with less than 24 hours notice, no one was sure what to do about the brunch. In the end, the band decided to press-on and have it. Here's Grant, Chris the Greek and Frank!

grant — 3/4 of Fiasco lament their cancelled first-show. After a few Cherry Tavern specials to numb the pain, we all headed over to...

grant — After pizza we headed over to Cherry Tavern and met up with Vinay...

grant — Creepy Michael Jackson pumpkin at Chelsea Market.

grant — Amanda and Grant.

grant — We took them to some divey bar in the East Village where Grant and I immediately went into "dancing bear" mode struggling to convince Devin that we're as funny in person as we are on this site.

grant — Meredith, Grant, Amanda, Sarah and Devin (who we all met through this site! Devin did all the design-work for the first incarnation of the Fiasco site and as a thank you, the band flew he and his wife up to NYC to see the first show!)

grant — A little after 2am, we came back into Manhattan and I was reunited with this guy! Hahahaha.

grant — Where we all got to meet Sarah's new friend Josh for the very first time.

grant — Seriously, who loves posing with drunk strangers more than us? (Ps - Check out Grant's "modern dance" legs. It's a nice touch, don't you think?)

grant — After the insanity of my going away party earlier on in the week at my apartment, my official "last night in NYC" was feeling a little anti-climatic. We all sat around wishing we could think of something appropriate to hallmark the occasion. But after a while we couldn't think of anything and we decided to call it a night. That's when we headed outside and discovered that...

grant — When the place cleared out late that night, Grant decided to humor me one last time by doing a flying David Lee Roth scissorkick off of the fucking bar downstairs. Hahahah. My batteries were dying and my shutter when off just before he launched into the air.

grant — Ok, and this one too.

grant — Amy and Grant getting silly on the couch in the back. (I love this photo so much.)

grant — Speaking of fuckers, here's Grant and me. I met this fucker working at Nerve back in the summer of 2001 and aside from his short-lived stint out in LA, we've been inseparable ever since. Here's me making a face and trying my best to pretend I wasn't going to miss the shit outta him. (Awwww.)

grant — Where we met up with Amanda (seen here in a super-rare sans-glasses photo!) and Grant.

grant — In the AM I met up with Grant and the Fatty for one final Dim Sum brunch down in Chinatown. (Where after years of eating there with us, Fatty finally spoke up and told us "Hey, you know what? I don't even really like dim sum.")

grant — 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."

grant — 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!)

grant — (Grizza, you have any idea what we sang?)

grant — Late night (and noticably drunk at this point) Grant and I sang a duet.

grant — Meredith and Grant on the dance floor.

grant — Hahahahaha.

grant — Grant and Smellsgood.

grant — Grant and David demonstrate "The Eiffel Tower of Power High Five" with Miye as the lucky girl "in the middle." Check out the sweat stains - did I mention that by this point in the August night my apartment was about 110 degrees?

grant — I was so hot and sweaty that I actually snuck into my room and changed out of Black T-shirt Number 3 and into Blue T-shirt Number 7. (Yeah, right - like I have seven shirts!)

grant — ...Grant took to the karaoke stage.

grant — But the nature of the move busted in this picture I'm going to guess he was singing Rick James' Superfreak.

grant — Amy (one of the few girls I know who can wear a Master of Puppets shirt and mean it) and Grant.

grant — Awwwww! Thanks so much guys! You are the best friends ever. (Sorry I moved back so soon!). I started to put my gifts away and they were all like "No, no, no. After all the time we spent rounding that stuff up, you're wearing it at the party, CALIFORNIA BOY!"

grant — Grant was digging it, though. And speaking of transformations, when did Grant transform into...

grant — ...the Berlin-hipster version of Baron Von Kaiser from Mike Tyson's Punch Out. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

grant — On Monday morning, Grant, Doug and I went to Mandarin Court down in Chinatown for a dim sum breakfast...

grant — Fatty and Grant for brunch at Clinton Street bakery. (Where Grant modeled his new German-soldier-from-the-future hairdo. Ubertastic!

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