i keep a diary

a person in 703 photos in 2003

me

showing 2003 only · show all years
appears with…
newest
DSC03724.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
When we got out of meeting we had some time to kill before we had to head back to the airport and I remember that my good friend (and former ModemMedia co-worker) John McHale lives in Atlanta. I called him and found out that he his work was just a few blocks away from where we were calling from. He hopped in his car and five short minutes later, Johnny was on the spot.
the october roundup
October, 2003
DSC03713.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Sunday night I went to Sid n' Buddy karaoke at Piano's. Here's Candy and Sarah.
the october roundup
October, 2003
DSC03714.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
I love stupid photo projects. This one's called "Smoosh Your Face."
the october roundup
October, 2003
DSC03696.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
...while I took them through my repertoire of "Faces Nobody Likes You To Make in Public."
the october roundup
October, 2003
DSC03701.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
I'm so down with O.P.P. (Other Peoples' Pets). If you're out walking your dog and I see you - chances are, you're getting stopped and like it or not, I'm going to spend some time loving your pooch. Here's a picture of me with what had to be the raddest, happiest, silkiest pit bull puppy I've ever had the privilege of accosting on the street.
the october roundup
October, 2003
me
For whatever reason, I only took one photo all day on Saturday; of Fatty and I going sunglasses shopping after our brunch. Dig my new look?
the october roundup
October, 2003
me
Me and Sarah (who would be getting married soon if I was just a little more Jewish).
the october roundup
October, 2003
DSC03676.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
But with the size of the scotch the lead-handed bartendress poured me, it was more like quadrupling up. Jesus.
the october roundup
October, 2003
DSC03667.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
the october roundup
October, 2003
DSC03663.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
the october roundup
October, 2003
IMG_6305.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Me and Sarah.
tara's 21st birthday and goodbye party
September 30, 2003
DSC03647.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Later on that night, Vin and I went to Lit where we ran into Candy...
tara's 21st birthday and goodbye party
September 30, 2003
DSC03646.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Check out the sauce stains on his shirt. Awesome.
tara's 21st birthday and goodbye party
September 30, 2003
me
And concentrated on not puking all over the platform while I waited for the train. Oooof.
visiting sammy out in hoboken
September 27, 2003
me
Shortly after that, it was closing time. I bade farewell to Crazy and Sammy...
visiting sammy out in hoboken
September 27, 2003
me
With everyone else gone, it was time to play some Big Buck Hunter II! Wooooo!
visiting sammy out in hoboken
September 27, 2003
me
From L to R: Shane the birthday boy, Crazy (yes, his name is Crazy), Sammy and me. After hanging out at this place for a while, Shane, who was tired from moving all day, called it a night.
visiting sammy out in hoboken
September 27, 2003
me
Right before dinner, I'd gotten a surprise call from my friend Sammy (who I hadn't seen in almost four years!).

Sammy had just helped his friend Shane move into a new apartment in Hoboken and wanted me to come out there to meet them as they celebrated Shane's birthday. I walked 10 blocks, hopped on the PATH at Christopher Street and headed towards Jersey. Twenty minutes later we were reunited!
visiting sammy out in hoboken
September 27, 2003
me
Let's hear it for aggro cover metal! ARGHGHGH Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! WE'RE SO ANGRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYY!
visiting sammy out in hoboken
September 27, 2003
me
This was the best part, I was standing really close to him with my nuts out and all of sudden he woke up. He seemed started to find me standing so close to him and and was like "What's up?" So I said to him enthusiastically, "Nothing, dude! You're rocking the fuck out, that's what! Let's take a picture together!" He jumped up and with like "Ok!" So that's how I turned an "Almost Got My Ass Kicked" situtation into the greatest "You Don't Know You're Posing With My Balls But You Are" picture of all time.
karaoke blowout
September 21, 2003
me
Jamie and I were quick to follow. Mad props to Jamie - homeboy survived testicular cancer was brave enough (or drunk enough - probably a bit of both) to take out his one ball! (Stop looking! You can't tell).
karaoke blowout
September 21, 2003
me
Look at me trying to subtley get Emily to show more boob. Goddamn, I'm smooth.
karaoke blowout
September 21, 2003
me
...back to me where I used it to punch Chitty Chitty Bang Choi in her Chitty Chitty Bang chin. Feel my hulk ANGER!
karaoke blowout
September 21, 2003
me
Here's Jamie singing "Bohemian Rhapsody" - and somewhere in the middle of the song, someone just handed me the most memorable children's toy in recent years...The Giant Hulk Fist.
karaoke blowout
September 21, 2003
me
...back to me (where I discovered that if you punch something, the Hulk fist emits a loud, electronic "Angry Hulk Scream")...
karaoke blowout
September 21, 2003
me
Sid and Buddy....and my ass.Hahahaha. Grant wins for braining Matt (ps - what's with your lumpy nuts, dude? You should probably get that looked at.)
karaoke blowout
September 21, 2003
me
See, here's me all like "Hi, I'm here with your butt."
karaoke blowout
September 21, 2003
me
Eighteen and life, YOU'VE got it.
karaoke blowout
September 21, 2003
me
Yay! Amanda Berkowitz stopped by (with a friend of hers whose name I don't remember, sorry) but I think we were all pretty rowdy at this point and we scared her off. (By the way, what's with me smoking?)
karaoke blowout
September 21, 2003
me
Here's us kicking off the night right with a duet of Bonnie Tyler's "Total Eclipse of the Heart"
karaoke blowout
September 21, 2003
me
Emily and me in the backseat.
day off upstate
September 12, 2003
me
And here's my dinner - both plates of it. No, I'm totally not fucking kidding. These two plates represent one meal. What happened was when the waiter was taking our order I asked, "If I'm really hungry, what should I get?" Before I even fishished asking he replied, "Really hungry, eh? Then you're going to want to be having...(dramatic pause)...THE CONQUISTIDOR." Me: "Mmmmm, that sounds good. I"ll have that."
day off upstate
September 12, 2003
me
Just me and tha Grizza.
two beach days at fort tilden
September 07, 2003
me
By the time we got out there and took a quick swim, the sun was already beginning to set.
two beach days at fort tilden
September 07, 2003
me
Grant, Fatty, Colin (Big Daddy) and me.
two beach days at fort tilden
September 07, 2003
me
Holy Cuh-rap.
central park, the candy shop and sarah d's party
September 06, 2003
me
What's better than this photo? Everytime I was about to nod off, Tara would lean in all close to my ear and and make really quiet "dragon noises."
central park, the candy shop and sarah d's party
September 06, 2003
me
And then, well, shit you knew it was coming. Lucky for me the drawstring on his shorts is almost completely obscuring his bitsy ballsack.
central park, the candy shop and sarah d's party
September 06, 2003
me
While we slept, Grant apparently decided to get all artsy with them cam. Artsy Photo #1
central park, the candy shop and sarah d's party
September 06, 2003
me
Right after we got there, Tara and conked the fuck out. Nappity nap time for Tiny-T and Big-B.
central park, the candy shop and sarah d's party
September 06, 2003
me
Shorty after we were done eating, Sarah made the mistake of leaving her camera unattended. As soon as she wasn't looking, Grant and I hijacked her camera and snuck into her bedroom to take some pics for her to find the next day. Here's me trying on her coconut bikini top.
central park, the candy shop and sarah d's party
September 06, 2003
me
...and here's my bringing it home to mommie. Check out Tiffany's face...sooooo funny.
central park, the candy shop and sarah d's party
September 06, 2003
me
Me and my baby girl getting our eat on.
central park, the candy shop and sarah d's party
September 06, 2003
DSC03146.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Me and Nina.
friday night out
September 05, 2003
DSC03132.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
After we got Grant all settled in, Tara and I went up to the Empire State Building...
friday night out
September 05, 2003
me
I have no idea why I'm pulling that face - maybe I was singing?
karaoke with seth
September 02, 2003
me
Frank, me, and Grant.
karaoke with seth
September 02, 2003
me
Now, most of you probably don't know this about me, but I have a pinhead. No, really. I do. And I guess it doesn't look tiny because when I tell people about it, they never believe me - or at least they don't until I take someone's normal-sized hat and put it on and SHAZAM! Pinhead! Check out Matt cackling at my tiny head swimming in Grant's hat.
karaoke with seth
September 02, 2003
me
Yep, and this one too. (Although, now that I think about it, I think we all might have been singing the four-part back up bit to Aerosmith's "Love In An Elevator" in these last two.)
karaoke with seth
September 02, 2003
me
Wah-wah. (INSERT TUBA NOISE HERE) Thumbs down!
the september roundup part two
September, 2003
me
Me and Irene.
the september roundup part two
September, 2003
me
After that, Grant went home and Tara and I went to the Hole to people watch.
the september roundup part two
September, 2003
me
Nerve hosted the NYC premiere for "My Life Without Me." Afterwards, we all went to Piano's for a little afterparty. Here's me with Sarah Polley.
the september roundup part two
September, 2003
me
Me and winky Zara.
the september roundup part two
September, 2003
me
Awwwwww yeah, Roxbury High School in the ha-higgity, boyeeeee.
the september roundup part one
September, 2003
me
...and his friend Johann (who you might recognize from the Bizarro Me entry). I was so glad to finally meet this guy. For the last year or so, not a month would pass without someone walking up to me in a dimly lit bar and thinking I was this guy.
the september roundup part one
September, 2003
me
Which left the black one for me.
the september roundup part one
September, 2003
me
How do you turn two baby-tees into muscle-tees? Easy! You just put them on two huge, musclebound hulks of men.
the september roundup part one
September, 2003
me
I mean, look at the size of the sodas the lady gave us. They were so big they actually had a little handle up top like a BEACH PAIL.
the september roundup part one
September, 2003
me
Here's me leaning in and making eating noises trying to get Grant to make good on his threat. (I figured worse case scenario, if he actually did throw up, we could just put one of the huge soda-pails in front of him to catch the mess!).
the september roundup part one
September, 2003
me
After we polished off the first bucket, Grant was feeling pretty sick. Fatty and I started on the second bucket and Grant was like "Please stop eating you guys. Seriously. I'm so full the sound of you eating is going to make me throw up."
the september roundup part one
September, 2003
me
Sometimes those late night food tv commercials can straight fuck your night up. Grant and I were at my house watching tv, trying to figure out what to get for dinner, and all of a sudden this KFC commercial comes on. We both started drooling and were like, "Let's get that (points to TV)." The nearest KFC is up on 14th and 1st (about 20 blocks from my place) so on the walk up, we called the Fatty and he joined us. We got to that KFC only to find it closed early for construction. We remember that there was another KFC on 14th near 6th Ave. Craving chicken, we braved on. As we went up to order, the lady told us, "We're closing - but if you want, I'll give you two buckets of chicken, biscuits and three sodas for ten bucks." SOLD! Cha-ching!
the september roundup part one
September, 2003
me
Me with the top secret proprietor of lasagnafarm.com. Shhhhh.
the september roundup part one
September, 2003
IMG_5603.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
And let's not forget about the bizarro gay version of me that I met at The Hole (back in one of the best diary entries ever).
bizarro me
September, 2003
DSC03301.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
And here's the elusive Johann. People have been mistaken me around NYC for this guy for months. I finally got introduced to him by a mutual friend and managed to get this pic.
bizarro me
September, 2003
DSC02960.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Doing the Butt!
cake party part four
August 27, 2003
DSC02955.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
After our French guests had tired of the novelty of sweaty, topless men, we packed up the crew and headed over to Plaid to check out a party that the Fugees were supposedly throwing.
cake party part four
August 27, 2003
DSC02958.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Laure.
cake party part four
August 27, 2003
DSC02928.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Here she is ladies and gents - Emily Scarlet Kramer. One of the three people responsible for the whole Cake thingy.
cake party part four
August 27, 2003
DSC02932.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
After we'd been there for about an hour or so, Nerve intern Sarah Harrison turned up to join the festivities.
cake party part four
August 27, 2003
DSC02927.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Wait a minute...what's that playing up there on the ginormous big-screen TV...
cake party part four
August 27, 2003
DSC02919.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Momentarily safe whilst stopped at a traffic light, Grant captured this picture of me reflecting upon the "nugget of fear" I'd just involuntarily deposited in my shorts.
cake party part four
August 27, 2003
DSC02924.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Opting to avoid any drama, Grant and I quickly said hi and then we ran away.
cake party part four
August 27, 2003
DSC02825.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Guess who's moving to NYC soon?
two bbqs and karaoke
August 16, 2003
DSC02822.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
"I was working as a waitress in a cocktail bar. That much is true..."
two bbqs and karaoke
August 16, 2003
DSC02827.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
This one! Karaoke duets five nights a week! Uh-oh!
two bbqs and karaoke
August 16, 2003
DSC02818.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
"Don't you want me, baby? Don't you want me, oh-oh-oh-ohhh."
two bbqs and karaoke
August 16, 2003
DSC02811.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
"You were working as a waitress in a cocktail bar when I met you."
two bbqs and karaoke
August 16, 2003
DSC02789.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
At 8:59pm, just as we sat down on a bench to eat our dinner the power was finally restored to Soho and the Lower East Side (we were the last neighborhoods in all of NYC to get it restored going a whoppoing 28 hours and 28 minutes without it)! As the lights came up all around us, people everywhere were laughing and clapping and cheering and singing. Yay, power!
the nyc power blackout of 2003
August 14, 2003
DSC02768.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
A little bit later, a squinty, cranky Tara showed up and Grant and I tried to entertain her by...
the nyc power blackout of 2003
August 14, 2003
DSC02773.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
...sculpting our sweaty hair into comical 'do's. Keep in mind, the power's been only around seven hours and we're already reduced to stuff like this. Ashamed and discouraged, we all realized that the sooner we just went to bed, the sooner we might wake up to discover that the power would be back on.
the nyc power blackout of 2003
August 14, 2003
DSC02750.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
We sat around waiting for the BBQ to start and after a while the bartender finally came out to the back patio with a whole cooler full of meat - but then they weren't able for the life of them get the grill going (they had a charcoal grill, but couldn't find the briquette chimney that makes igniting the charcoal really easy). A former teen-pyromaniac, I could only sit by for so long before offering up my assistance. I got that shit cookin', yo. And this guy thinks he's the Firestarter. Psssh.
the nyc power blackout of 2003
August 14, 2003
DSC02746.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Here's me at my utter sweatiest and crankiest.
the nyc power blackout of 2003
August 14, 2003
DSC02737.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Hot, sweaty and tired in a way that only comes from having recent, unwanted proximity to another man's plumbag, we plunked our party down at a table outside in the back patio.
the nyc power blackout of 2003
August 14, 2003
DSC02736.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Also, try to keep in mind that it's like 95 degrees outside. As our office started heating up (no AC, remember?), I decided to lay down and take a nap and wait for the power to come back on. I must've fallen into a deep sleep, because Grant managed to brain me pretty good. He loses points for not having my face in the pic, tho. (Thank god).
the nyc power blackout of 2003
August 14, 2003
me
...and two guys: Pascal and Nicolas - who in the most randomest coincidence of all time were fans of this website! It turns out Pascal and Nicolas work for a French wine company that had done business with Nerve and one day while Google-searching for information on Nerve, they came across my site and ended up reading most of it. So when Laure went to introduce Grant and myself to them, they were like "We already know zeese guys! Zey are cuh-razy!"
pick up lines at the ford modeling party
August 13, 2003
me
Yay, Frenchgirls!
pick up lines at the ford modeling party
August 13, 2003
me
After a few drinks, there was a...
pick up lines at the ford modeling party
August 13, 2003
me
Vin, Grizzle, Pascal, Nicolas, Laure and moi.
pick up lines at the ford modeling party
August 13, 2003
me
That is until he got next to her and forced his alcohol-impaired, little eyes to focus for a second. Actually, forget the dim light, s/he's actually pretty hot regardless of what she may (or may not be) packing downstairs.
pick up lines at the ford modeling party
August 13, 2003
me
Success!
pick up lines at the ford modeling party
August 13, 2003
me
A few moments later, I saw this girl Ali I know (whom Grant had never met) over by the bar and told her I wanted to introduce her to buddy Grant.
pick up lines at the ford modeling party
August 13, 2003
me
Oy vey.
pick up lines at the ford modeling party
August 13, 2003
me
I met up with a well-liquored Grant on 2nd & 2nd and we walked up to meet Vinay outside of Plaid on 13th & 4th (actually "well-liquored" is probably a bit of an understatement considering he almost threw up on the walk up).
pick up lines at the ford modeling party
August 13, 2003
DSC02606.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Big Daddy tearing it up with Huey Lewis' seminal "I Want a New Drug." Homeboy kicked it so hard he needed not one, but two blonde, hula-clad male dancers. Check out that face; the urgency - can't you see how much Big Daddy wants that new drug?
karaoke with brett
August 09, 2003
DSC02608.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
I look like an albino Oompa Loompa.
karaoke with brett
August 09, 2003
DSC02604.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Me and an Elvis-lipped Tara.
karaoke with brett
August 09, 2003
DSC02600.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Me and Sarah (aka - Karaoke Lingerie Birthday Superstar).
karaoke with brett
August 09, 2003
DSC02597.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
Me and Khadijah (bonus points to me for actually being able to spell her name).
karaoke with brett
August 09, 2003
DSC02592.jpg
original not copied to this machine yet
"No, it's this one that's the milkman's son."
karaoke with brett
August 09, 2003