Everyone loves a good wedding recap: Randy + Lisa get all hitched up in The Brooklyn
Hey! Just because it's October (er, and still 84 degrees in NYC) you didn't think we were done with wedding season did you? Let's rewind two weeks ago (Sept 21) to Randy and Lisa's wedding out in Brooklyn!
(oh real quick, a quick shoutout to anyone who's pics I stole for this recap... there are *hundreds* of Flickr pics from the wedding)
In case you're totally lost here's our little love birds... this pic skips ahead a bit though, let's start at the rehearsal dinner down at Dekk in Tribeca...
Four course meal... and all we've got to do is wear a tux tomorrow!! The steak was one of the most delicious things I've ever eaten (note to self: go back to Dekk and see if it's always that good). Grell giving me the stinkeye over the last bite.
All the groomsmen got the hookup from Randy with these hifiny shirts (er, hifiny being Randy's bbblllooooggggg).
I got a brown one. Kid silkscreened them himself! (ps: the kids in Amsterdam were wondering were to get 'em - ha!)
And onto Friday... I cut out of work early as all the groomsmen met up at Randy + Lisa's place in Tribeca for a get-yer-tux-on party. Rentals courtsey of Men's Warehouse - Kyle busted on his shirt to find this nasty blood stain on his sleeve. We tried to imagine how this went down - I like the idea of someone getting clocked in the face at some ex-girlfriend's wedding in NJ, the dude just wiping the blood on his sleeve and being like, "Let's do this!" and then a huge brawl breaks out in parking lot of the Paramus Mall... or whatever.
Three weeks late! So what!? Hi! My birthday = Tues 6/19, party was on Wednesday. Original invite called for a dance party on the upstairs terrace at Professor Thoms, but due to a technical error in the reservation process (er, I never called to confirm - oops) and the factthat Prof Thom's was hosting some Wednesday night BINGO, we dragged everyone a few blocks east over to Heathers.
Hey, and thanks to everyone who came out as bday #31 was pretty slamming. For the sake of comparison (and procrastination) I offer you recaps of bday #30, #29, #28, #27 on this lazy Friday afternoon. ps: No real narrative here, but please enjoy these randomly strung together images.
Looks dirty. Blindfold came from K2's Pin The Tail on the Donkey party kit...
Which is kind of like Pin the Tail on the Oil Painting of JJ.
The Dealbreaker Video IPO (title blatantly stolen from Krucoff)
Sometime last year (seems like forever ago), me + Randy + Grell + AK + Josh + Carney + Doug + Becca helped Spiers put together a fake recruiting video for a fictional investment banking firm ("A.P. Corgan") for the launch of Dealbreaker.com (her finance/gossip blog).
Here it is, the long lost Dealbreaker promo video that was supposed to be released with the blog's launch last year. It's a mix of improvisation on top of a script written by Elizabeth Spiers and Dana Vachon, based on a JP Morgan recruitment video he "acquired." A final version was never agreed upon so the material sat in various short and long remixes on Randy's laptop. For better or worse (I'd say the former), he's just unleashed the definitive under 10-min final cut on YouTube. "Unauthorized" might be applicable but it's not like John Carney knows anything about law. Ahh, sweet memories.
I play the I.T. guy (of course. fuckers). Grellan + Doug are especially brilliant.
superbowl 2007 = er, I missed the opening kickoff because I was getting my laundry
I had some friends over Sunday to watch the SuperBowl. It wasn't the "most boringest superbowl ever" as I've heard (at least the rain made the turnovers interesting, right?), but Colts vs. Bears? Ugh, who cares. (Cut! That! Meat!)
ps: Not sure why I didn't going to VT w/ J + Will + Christian... VT got like 8 inches of snow! Anyway...
I mean, the main event wasn't really Bears vs. Colts - it was Notorious PIBs vs. Hogs in Sleeping Bags. (um, PIB = Bigs in Plankets, fools!). The pigs = cocktail franks. The hogs = kielbasa. Are you sure you can handle the close-up?
You know, the PIBs used to be my specialty, but now that I've moved on my Mac and Cheese Masterpieces (see below), the PIBs feel so 2004 you know? Anyway, PIBs came out a little burnt (400°!) and the Hogs were a little undercooked (another 10 mins!)... I may try this one again w/ better sausage. Maybe some salsa? Jalapenos? Think: quesadilla but in a sausage PIB!
This is so almost three weeks ago, but back in early January (1/6) me + Becca went to check out the rodeo @ Madison Square Garden. Wait, not just any rodeo, this is the Professional Bull Riding's Versus Invitational. Tix were, what?, $30 each and despite the kind-ofbuzz we still couldn't really round up a crew to go... so, onto DATE NIGHT!
The way this works is that they fire up the bull, cue up some slamming AC/DC track and then open the gates. Standard bull ride lasts around 8 seconds? (The rule is you don't earn points until you stay on for at least 8 seconds. Remember, this is *tournament* bull riding!). (btw, this is one of the longer rides we saw all night.) [video]
Buuutttt, after the rider falls off the bull, there's this cowboy on a horse who's job it is to round up the bull and get it back in the pen. And a lot of the time he's got to pull out his trusty lasso to get the job done. We saw it work a few times, but when he missed, man, tough crowd. video
By the way, these guys are good, but they're sure no dpstyels97. [from 2004]
Becca: "If this thing is sponsored by PBR, why are we buying $7 Buds?"
Me: "I think PBR stands for Professional Bullriders."
Rodeo = good times, though it's a lot of the Same Thing over and over. We got this txt from eagle-eye Krucoff just just before halftime.
thanksgiving is soooo 11 days ago (bonus: becca trapped in a machine and first wkd skiing!)
Wooo! Thanksgiving recap! Don't tell nobody, but I went home a few days early this year to spend some quality time with Mom + Dad + Princess Zelda. I have a few days of pictures to get through before we get to Turkey Day, but I figured I'd kick off this Thankgs.06 recap off with this pic of my brother with his balls hanging out. Happy holidays!
Wednesday. Picked up Jonathan at the Amtrak in Providence. Mom says no homecooked meals the day before Thanksg. so JJ and I hit up the Dave and Busters in downtown Providence. After milkshakes and ribs, we battled it out on the free throw machine under the understanding that loser is stuck saying Thanksgiving Day Grace. I got smoked. (And I'll take this opportunity to blame my lack of basketball skillz on the fact that I never had a hoop growing up. Thanks a lot, Dad.) video
While sinking crazy threes (er, sure), we missed my big debut on Boston's Channel 7 news talking about The Dodgeball. (Okay, okay I did catch it the night before in town w/ Rob + MF). Mrs. Moore caught the piece and said that I had a "handsome haircut." See for yourself (you'll need to click the "Watch the video" link on the top).
I logged some quality time at the Papa Ginos in Medway Center. Lunch with Mike, dinner with Rob. Fat Denny reprezent!!! Seriously, all this for under $10!
Wednesday nights are for townie reunions at Medway's finest townie bar, Sabina Doyles Mickey Cassidy's. We've been going for years (ever since they cancelled the alumn night at the VFW because there were too many fights) though every year there seems to be fewer and fewer people from our class (1994). I think we may have been some of the oldest dudes there. WTF!
Twenty minutes in and ran into everyone's favorite ex-prom data: Andrea.J!
This one's for all the fans. I was txt'ing back and forth with Caroline (who was also at some townie reunion back in the midwest) and told her I was hanging out w/ my crunked ex-prom date. She wrote back...
teendrama, er, 15 days in review! (w/ exclusive turducken pics!)
I'm behind on teendrama so, loyal reader, you get stuck 12 days worth of teendrama told via 15 pics...
Mon 11/6 - Continuing the "How I Became a Master Chef" thread, JJ and I cooked up some double-breaded fried chicken the other night. That's right, double-dip, double-breaded and then fried up in two inchs of vegetable oil. I think we overdid the double-dip (I felt kind of dirty for like 2 days), but still....
Tues 11/7 - LVHRD (CLL) PHN LCKN (read: Cell Phone Lock-In) @ MOMA. Check your cell phone at the door (they put it in these little ziplock bags) and listen to this really loud band in a really big space with really bad acoustics. Come'on Happy Corp, I'm just busting you - I love you guys! Oh, free beers = good beers.
Btw, every confiscated phone was hung on this 60 ft long wall. Apparently at the end of the night they had some magic internet machine that made all the cellphones ring and light up and the same time. Didn't anyone YouTube that shit? Come'on!
While waiting for the elevator on my way out, I ran into four ninjas (and a Doug.J in a spacesuit). Btw, more pics on Flickr
Wed 11/8 - Jill's Happy Birthday dinner @ Mercadito in the E.Village. Sorry, no photos sucka.
halloween 06 and the penthouse trifecta of awesomeness
Oh, Halloween on a Tuesday, you're so tricky. See, last year Halloween fell on a Monday, meaning that since Monday touches the weekend, people are more apt to dress up *all weekend long* (hence last year's Four Days of Halloween).
But this year, Halloween fell on a Tuesday, which makes it easier to stand-by the "Halloween is only one night a year. I'm only dressing up one night a year" rule. Most of us avoided Carney's collection of 50 Brooklyn-based Halloween parties over the weekend (sorry Mandy. Hey, I even skipped Battjer + Farb's + Scott.F's throwdowns... so, sorry about that too), instead opting to save it up for Tuesday night's Flavorpill party.
About 800 of us met up at Dusk Lounge beforehand, including such teendrama regulars as (let's try to do this left to right):Lindsey (gymnist?), Kevin.K (Marty McFly!), Alison (er, zombie? what?), Becca (Audrey Hepburn), Courtney (someone from Life Aquatic?), Dianne (Robert Palmer guitar girl?), Anne (slutty BoPeep), Jen (crazy spider legs), Grellan (Crocodile DundeeTom Selleck Burt Reynolds) and me (Slutty R2D2).
Slutty R2D2 = old Amazon box + $33 worth of Filene's basement lingerie (two 36C bras, three pairs of XL panties). I sent this cameraphone pic to my Mom.
I guess she disapproved.
Wait, these pics are out of order. I forgot that we met at the Magician first and *then* took the subway to Dusk. But whatever.
Wise ol' Will McD says: "Even though I was really happy with my costume, I have to say that Kevin was the best by farů Any time you can pull of a Michael J. Fox costume you are IT."
We journeyed over to Flavorpill around 11p, cued up in the huge line outside, battled the evil doorgirl (who strangely didn't have any of our names on the list - sweet!) and then made our way through the, what?, six different rooms o' dance parties.
"sometimes when you have a rollerskating party Roller Girl comes" - bdiz
Becca's bday = rollerskate dance party @ The Roxy. I got this through the magic email machine the other day...
It's $23 for a night of skating, including skate rental. The lady said we could "probably get an extra discount" ?, so say my name at the door. If there's a discount, they'll give it to you.If there isn't, I guess they'll look at you like you're an asshole. Please wear something awesome.
Me + Kevin + Courtney + Dianne + Grellan met up around 9:30 and waited patiently for the birthday girl to arrive (what the heck!). $18 to get in, $5 to rent skates... lots of drama in the skate rental line as inventory on girls' sizes was running low (and after they charged people $18 to get in, those fuckers!)
Anyway, inside was packed. A good mix of kindo-of normal people and crazy roller disco superfans.
For every half-dozen i-bankers with their ties tucked into their button downs, there's a dude in a mesh top making love to a giant lollipop. Oh, and lots of dolled up American Apparel girls (meow). I had to set my digicam on Kids and Pets Underwater mode to capture the lightning that is rollerdisco.
You need to sign your life away before getting in. The idea of legally "rollerskating at one's own risk" = awesome. The only reason I even like this pic is beacuse I got in a slight verbal altercation with the manager (owner?) outside ("Why you gotta be taking pictures of that?").
Me + Courtney on the digivideo. Two beers + one shot of tequila is all it takes to unlock the secret powers needed to skate backwards, weaving at unimaginable speeds. [video]
Aprils' prom dress vs. The Jaeger Wig vs. Bdiz's sauciness. (My vote is for the sauciness)
I forgot my disco getup. Dianne styled me up so I'd look more Chelsea. I made only one lap before the lollipop dude starting following me around.
"Couples only for the next five minutes, please." I think I like the B.Boys version more...
Please Clear The Ice For The Zamboni
Couples Only For The Next Five Minutes Please
Special Round Of Applauds For Our Zamboni Driver MarioCaldato
We Have Coupons Avaiable For A Special For Childen Only From 4 To 6 On Thursday The 22nd
We're Having A Sale On New Blades At The Skate Shop
White People Only For The Next Five Minutes Please
Around Around Around Around Around...
MAKE OUT! (btw, who brought the blogger? Get your meathook hand out of my photo, you trick!)
why is it sometimes so hard to remember what happened on saturday?
Met up with Jesse.O and his entourage for drinks @ Dusk late last night. Carney and Kearney were still there(, of course). I spent a good five minutes with Carney trying to remember exactly what we did this weekend (er, two days ago), specifically Saturday. That's kind of sad. The Thurs night VMAs + three day weekend = makes everyone a little hazy.
If you want to go A-list, check out Carney and Krucoff (and that starfucker Matt.U) over on thecobrasnake.com (hint: middle column). If you want to go B-list, you can find Krucoff and Carney again over on Gawker. If C-list is more your thing, I'm an background extra on the Best Week Ever's recap. Post VMAs we ended up @ Annex. Everyone in the world was hungover on Friday.
Friday. Caught up on my Tivo. (Prison Break!)
Saturday. Field trip to the Upper West Side. CZ made dinner. I made out with this girl's headshot. She looks like Rachel Leigh Cook!
Jill text'ed me about Nat getting engaged (congrats, btw!). I sent my congrats to Natasha by mistake. Huh.
Saturday night ends at 2A, er, Backroom.
ps: Dianne, we *totally* should have distracted that girl's friends at 2A with a pizza. So many regrets!
Sunday. Field trip to The Upper East Side (Mel's 30th bday). Me + Steve dressed up in our best above-50th-Street getup.
Mel + Jackie + Beth + Adam. All friends from the Syracuse days.
Then to Lolita -> Sing Sing on Ave A (too crowded) -> then we kicked this stick (named Stickey) all the way to Scratcher.
And when we got sick of playing telephone at Scratcher (die die die to the losers at the far end of the bar who didn't want to play), we hit up Sing Sing karaoke @ St. Marks. We posed with our new NYU freshman BFFs on the way.
Dear Battjer, how do you get your digi to take pics with those magiclighteffects? I've been trying "nighttime" mode but it sucks. So I switched to "underwater" mode which is brighter for sure, but also crazier. Please advise.
Lolita -> Scratcher -> Sing Sing -> The Automat. Has everyone heard about this already? (from Gothamist. ps: Automat co-founded by an ITP grad) It's like the little ham and cheese vending machines they used to have at the bowling alley, only replaced with fancy + delicious late night food. I had a pocket full of quarters from a day's worth of errands which I totally blew in like 10 minutes (all the machines take quarters, most expesive item is $1.75). There's like six things to order. We sampled as many as my laundry fund could afford:
+ Mac and cheese croquette (A++)
+ Mozarella sticks (A-)
+ Chicken nuggets (B)
+ Chicken wings (B-)
Monday. Nothing really. "Little Ms. Sunshine" w/ Becca (recommended, btw) and some random cookout (via dodgeball) on Rivington/Allen. And then naptime. (the end)
Alex and I shot a segment with Rocketboom last week. We met them down in the Lower East Side (@ Local and Magician), showed them how dodgeball worked and introduced them to our 800 closest friends. I was actually a little stressed about how the clip was going to turn out (a little rushed, a little crunked), but it looks pretty good.
Watch here. (you can use the widget on the lower right to jump right to the dodgeball part)
Things that got cut:
+ Will McD wasted
+ Staged Becca / DPS make-out scene
+ Me talking about K.Flip's girlfriend
Things that didn't get cut:
+ Becca eating pretzels
+ Dudes pounding beers
fourth of july blackout in the middle of nowhere, vermont
Hungover Friday Lazy Sunday = perfect for a little 4th of July teendrama recap! Four day weekend + no real plans = me + four ladies made the trek to Vermont. We should have left Friday night, but I drank 800 beers instead (annnnnd YP + Becca went to a show in Bklyn). Saturday morning departure seemed like a good idea till we got stuck in the worst traffic I've ever done seen right past the Triboro. In our moment of (traffic) weakness, we turned to British Jess (er, the RR's nav system). The good: the car led us far far far away and through slightly less crowded roads; The bad: we took the most back-woods roads ever and it took us like 6 hours to get to VT.
Oh, so the masterplan for the whole weekend was suppoed to be: chill by the pool on Saturday, drive to Auntie Jean's Fourth of July Pool Party Cookout Extravaganza(tm) in Stoughton, MA on Sunday and then drive back to VT Sunday night and spend Monday and Tuesday chilling by the pool sipping on Bartender Steve drinks. But, since we didn't get up there till like 3pm on Saturday (missed the England penalty kick game *and* the Brazil game), when Sunday morning rolled around, no one wanted to make the 3 hour (!!) trek from VT -> Stoughton... so we ended up bailing on Auntie Jean's (sorry, AJ).
Oh, and it was raining - like pouring - in VT. We figured the weather in Stoughton was probably crappy too (but apparently it was super nice out).
Sunday + raining + halfpipe. I did the tarp on / tarp off / tarp on / tarp off thing about 10 times - trying to dry the thing out while protecting it from the downpour.
The winter thaw wasn't too kind to the ramp...
... I'm going to neeed to replace the flatbottom sometime this summer.
Anyway, so before the Sunday downpour started, Becca + Alison went to the pool. And then the lightning came. And then the power went out. And then the lifeguard shot the water-safety-first foghorn right into their ears in hopes that they'd get out of the pool.
Hi. Real quick: birthday party on Saturday. Stop by if you're around. And thanks to Randy for cooking up this invite.
Saturday June 24, 10p
Rivington Street (btw Bowery & Chrystie)
My birthday was actually on Monday. Mom + Dad came down on the Amtrak and took me + JJ out to dinner (read: Bestest Parents Ever). We hit up La Paella in the east village (J's recommendation). White wine + red wine + carafes of sangria = huh.
Three hour later, met up with a bunch of kids down @ Local 138. Mom got into her Kanye West flow, Dad + Dianne made fun of the rest of my friends, J + Dave dorked out with some Mario Kart DS Lite wifi.
Jonathan hooked me up with this sweet card.
While my mom...
... baked me a batch of the same exact cookies I got when I was two years old!
Rumor has it she took a cookie decorating class (!!) just so she could frost these little guys up. Thanks, Mom!
ps: It's also rumored that Ernie + Bert are in the mail on their way down to NYC. Cookie Monster + Big Bird + Oscar look delicious though the Count kind of got the shaft. :)
And from waaaaayyy on the other side of the country, Little Sister Katie mailed me the exact same birthday card (even doctored up the same way too). She also made me a DVD of my most embarassing moments from home videos past (er, Cub Scout Safety Video anyone???). Thanks Shoops!
ps: bonus points for Shoops for using some sticky glitter stuff on the card.
So that's it. Birthday party Saturday. Wear something nice. Recap of that, plus such other slamming adventures as Adult Camp + US Air Guitar Championship + 2 week old World Cup shots (ha!) coming, er, someday (yeah right!).
You ever hear of these FSU Cowgirls? A few girls wearing skimpy outfits and cowboy hats to Florida State games were all over the tee-vee thanks to ESPN and eventually ended up all over Maxim and Facebook, blah blah blah. Anyway, Krucoff and Becca told me there we guest bartending at some place in the West Village, so me + Grellan cabbed it over with them to check out what was probably the frattiest event of the season. (Back-2-College night 4eva!)
I guess two of them were there? This girl Jenn and some other blond girl. Easy to pick out since they were pretty much the only females in a sea of frat monkeys. 20 to 1 guy-girl ratio is probably right on.
$7 pitchers = about the price of one Bud bottle @ Back Room.
And three awesome things I saw late night:
1. Girls dancing on the bar; dudes groping them.
2. Some guy spraying a whipped cream mohawk on his head.
3. This one tall dude pass out while standing up, crashing into (and spilling) a table worth of drinks.
These pics are pretty stoopid. Really, the only reason I wanted to put them online was as an excuse to post this facinating video of Jenn the Cowgirl deflecting all the "Daddy bought my boobs" rumors (fast fwd about 1:15 in) [video]
superbowl weekend part 2: hungover superbowl party
So, four days later, here's Part II of SuperBowl Weekend. Don't get too excited, this part is pretty boring. I had a bunch of kids over Sunday to watch the game. We were all pretty beat up from the No Data the night before.
Seattle vs. Pittsburgh = not a particularly exciting game (esp compared me + Jay travelling to Jacksonville last year to see the Pats vs. Eagles), but I went to high school with Matt Hasselbeck (er, and Boston Rob, if you really want to dig up deep cut D-list celebs) so we were rooting for Seattle.
Youngna took a bunch of pics. In fact, I stole a lot of these pics from here. You'll easily be able to tell which are mine and which are hers. Her digi is very fancy.
Last Thursday = the follow-up to last year's slamming No Data Holiday Party @ 12". This time around? Eh, not so crowded (it was wicked cold out + threat of transit strike), no video crew in tow (last year that French video crew was filming a piece on dodgeball)...
... and the PowerPoint was a little last minute (er, I made it like an hour before we started playing music), but still the whole scene was a pretty good time. [video, 9mb]
Thursday @ midnight was also when the transit strike was supposed to hit (it got postponed till, er, today). Joe had the teevee on so we could watch the strike countdown. I cued up some Quad City DJs (Choo Choo Train!). It really was something special.
Grellan, occupied with his company holiday's party, didn't roll in till around midnight... crunked (like, crunked) and empty handed (after lots of talk about showing up w/ 800 company holiday party girls).
Dianne sent me this pic of me trying to copy Grell's signature dance maneuvers ("either THE cutest thing I've ever seen or the FUNNIeST thing I've ever seen"). Btw, not sure who's hat that this (Becca?)...
Snowy saturday = another No Data @ Loreley. I met up w/ Xtina + John.G early, dined on a fine sausage / sauerkraut sampler then met up with Randy + Grell downstairs. 10:30 rolls around and the place was empty (besides the people still eating downstairs). It was s starting to look like the Worst No Data Ever(tm) before we hit midnight and magically the place was packed.
Special guests included the Girls from Apt 1RE (well, Rachel and Kalyna in the middle), Welcome Back to NYC (for the 4th time) Sarah.B on the right and Ms. Jenn on the left.
Youngna, still sans camera, rolled in an iPod voice recorder for a replacement (lame... or at least I thought till she just emailed me the clips... hahahahahah. YP, please put them online.)
Save Krucoff fundraiser (aka Animal Magazine launch party)
Quick recap of the Animal Magazine launch party last night @ BLVD. Met up with Becca + Krucoff + Andrew.S + Kevin for a drink @ Loreley around 8p before slipping by the BLVD velvet rope with our VIP buttons (huh?). Who knew, but the whole thing had some kind of "Save Krucoff" theme.
Cute Girl was handing out buttons at the door. "Suggested donation $1. Almost all proceeds will go to Andrew Krucoff."
Vending Machine Challenge = four teams, three people each face off to see who can be the first to clear out the entire contents of a vending machine. Think competitive eating with Skittles and Kit Kats replacing the hotdogs and waterlogged buns.
First up was the crew from Yellow Arrow vs. The Rockwell Group (architecture firm?).
Which went from full -> empty in like 30 minutes. Surprisingly no one got ill. I heard the Fritos and the peanut butter crackers were the hardest items to put down.
Next up was Team NYC Ballet vs. J. Walter Thompson (ad agency). I didn't stick around till the end, but I have feeling the ad guys won took this round.
What else from this week?
Tues: me + DSJ crushing college kids at foosball
Wed: $0.10 Croxley wings with Randy and Becca and a crunked Jesse.O @ B3 Thurs: (scheduled) haircut time with KTDD + Spring Lounge field trip
Fri: Happy 28th bday, Manlio!
Sat:No Data @ Lolita (come around midnight)
foliage field trip to vermont (plus: bonus corn maze!!!)
Me + Randy + Becca + Dianne + Leslie + YP made the trek to Vermont this weekend. Dianne had put together a wicked agenda (apple picking + corn maze!). We tooklotsofphotos.
Not sure where you're at, but here in NYC it rained for like 8 days straight. Like record-setting rainfall. It continued to pour the whole ride up (er, and all weekend).
Arrived late late late Friday night. Big Dig left a pile of wood that needed stackin' (one cord!)
(er, just ignore the fact that it's like high noon in this photo)
Randy and I brought our skate decks up in hope of spending some quality time with the halfpipe we built. Rain = no such luck. (and the water damage to the ramp is pretty bad too). I think we're going to pull the tarp for the winter, freeze the thing and snowboard on it once the snow falls (or maybe use the snowdeck???)
two day bender: alex's 29th bday and dpj's 30th bday
Ugh. This was the most crunked up weekend ever with two back-to-back 6am nights (I am only slightly of proud of that). Let's start on Friday for Alex's 29th (34th!!) bday throwdown. Dinner + drinks + karaoke (this pic is from like 2am, but we'll get to that).
First up = dinner. Six of us @ Gyu-Kaku, a grill-yer-own-meats type of place near Astor Place. Little corns, little hot dogs, little meats. That bag of foil contains a bunch of mushrooms marinating in butter. Verdict: delicious.
Manlio and Kevin prepare to battle the meats. Beware of Kevin's patented Devil Eyes(tm).
Post dinner we hit up Porch Bar on Avenue C. About 20 people stopped by x 4-5 drinks each (or so it seemed) and the tab only came to like $150 = a birthday gift from the waitress?
Pre-No Data on Saturday, me + Grellan + Randy headed down to the Blind skate store in Soho. The were holding a fundraiser for Andy Kessler (injured in skate accident?) where they were auctioning off some art as people were skating the bowl and a jazz band played on the floor.
Place was packed (these pics don't really do it justice), but these guys were killing the ramp.
Not much space on the deck, but a ton of people managed to squeeze up there anyway. The perimeterof the ramp is covered by this thick netting which a lot of us where holding onto to make sure we didn't fall off the edge. Not too many loose boards to dodge, but after the failed grind, I got knocked back into the net and had a drink spilt on me. Danger!
The crowd behind and below us. I didn't bother to brave the line.
I'm a little behind on the teendrama, but fresh from Where 2.0 (we're talking July 2nd here), I trekked up to VT with a carload in Big Red 2.0. We were met with another mini-van full of kids late Friday night. The plan? I wake up at 5am on Sunday morning to meet my parents at the airport (Vegas!) while I leave the NYC crew unsupervised to trash the house.
Here, the 2.5 hour hike up the mountain Saturday afternoon (read: much harder than expected)
That's it from me, this is one of Janelle's pics. I was looking at this pic while I was out in Vegas thinking to myself, "What the heck is Becca doing under the picnic table?"
Oh, Dens + Tico. Hahahahahahahah.
(Tico = Genja's little dog)
Anyway, Grellan + Youngna + Chris + Dianne + Becca + Jen + Jannelle pretty much Flickr'ed the shit out of the weekend. Take a look:
So, this past weekend was Adult Camp. The story goes something like this: Becca's friend Dana used to be a camp counselor at this camp up in the Berkshiers (right on the MA / NY border). Every year, the folks at the camp allow the old counselors to come back with some of their friends a few weeks before the camp opens to the kids (hence, "Adult Camp"). Last year, Becca and crew had the Best Time Ever(tm) - this year we were invited to tag along.
This is actually the last pic I took before we left, but I figured I'd lead off with it anyway. There were about 15 of us total that made the trip.
Dana sent an email around a few days before telling us what we needed to bring: towels, sheets, some cards, a blanket. I underpacked I guess, thinking we'd be locked away in our warm little cabins. Instead, we were rolling with three-wall cabins (three bunks per cabin). Good times, for those with sleeping bags (hold on, we'll get to that).
Team Big Red 2.0 (me + Grellan + Becca + Youngna + Krucoff) left NYC Friday around 6pm. The route is pretty straightforward for about 95% of the trip, with the last 5% being crazy unmarked, uncharted roads. We made plans to meet Dana at a local pub right near the camp so she could guide us back.
One burger and two beers later, we left to make the 10 minute trip to camp. As I was backing my car our of my parking spot (a little fast admittedly), a cop car was rounding the corner. And, er, I nearly clipped him.
So, the cop turns around, follows me for a minute or so, throws on his lights and pulls me over. The conversation went a little like this:
Him: Do you know why I pulled you over?
Me: Sure, I pulled out a little quick and almost hit you as you turned the corner.
Him: Yup. You been drinking tonight?
Me: I had one drink with dinner.
Him: Step out of the car, please.
We stuck The Girls on the Decorations Committee (1 helium tank + 300 balloons)...
... while we stuck Randy with the drill. Grellan got to stress over the logistics of the prom's corportate sponsor and I got to stress over the guest list. Thanks to drama from parties-past, we had to get a bouncer + guest list to prevent any theft / vandalism / tagging. We cut the list at about 170 people (not including plus-ones).
Wednesday was a better than average day. After a full afternoon of rounding up documents, signing paperwork, last minute Kinko's runs and conference calls with lawyers, we closed on Google's acquisition of dodgeball. 5:32p calls for celebratory tallboys.
After another hour of launching the new site, sending out an email to all our users and dealing with last minute bugs and post-close customer service, Alex and I headed to the ITP show to see end-of-semester final projects and then to 12" for both Girls DJ Night (aka "Essexy" or "Ho Data") and an ad-hoc dodgeball launch party.
(man, I need a haircut.)
The regulars. Except for 6'5" here - where you been Josh?
Becca bought me some roses from the guy that walks around from bar to bar with flowers in a bucket.
It was all Randy's idea. He sent the email asking everyone to meet at Loreley - this German place with an outdoor garden down on Rivington. I walked in to find Randy + Krucoff drinking out of mugs the size of coffee pots. Come'on!
Then everyone showed up. Cinco de Mayo? + nice weather? + dodgeball? + random Razorfish reunion party? - I dunno what it was, but everyone was there.
Jill rolled in around (ha - I have no idea what time) with Sweet Sweet Kate and Sweet Sweet Juila. Both look this blurry in real life.
(no data x 2) + (prom dates / brazilians) = Better Than Average(tm) times
You know, this bender I've been on for 6 days or so has been buckets of fun. Starting with the loft party last weekend, then the 12" anniversary party, followed by the Jest magazine launch party and late night at Apt 5C to No Data on Friday and then again on Saturday, every night seems to be an exponentially better time then then last. I think it all kind of peaks tonight with the LVHRD Dance Off. After tonight, we should all just retire (if our heads don't explode first).
Anyway, Friday we DJ'ed at Epsteins, a kind-of new bar on Stanton and Allen. It was our first time DJ'ing at a bar not called "12 inch". The evening was slow to start. Really slow. Like 10-people-there-until-like-1am slow.
(ps: Jill and Steve earned their +1 teendrama point for just for showing up in this photo. Booooo!)
That's around when we hit the Tipping Point(tm) - when Jen.D rolled in with Youngna + crew sporting oddly-placed stamps from the Local Magazine launch party.
Saturday = Dianne's bday party at the No Data Loft(tm) (aka Steve's apt). Seriously, Steve was nice enough to let Dianne throw her birthday party at his Tribeca loft (sound familiar?) and Dianne was nice enough to invite Team No Data (me + Randy + Grellan) to DJ.
Dianne was also kind enough to make 800 cupcakes.
These pics are all over the place. I have almost nothing of the pre-party. The night was slow starting, even around 12:30 the place was looking empty.
We got there are 9:30. I snapped this pic at the bodega downstairs at 9:34p. Taking inventory.
As promised, we kicked off Friday with the FREE PIZZA PARTY I won at 12" (business card drop, remember?). Strangely, there was another pizza party there (though not a FREE one) - actually it was more of an office party. We locked ourselves into the VIP corner for safety.
Then we went to Janelle's bday party at The Dove over in the West Village. For some reason I don't have any of my own photos from this, so I stole this one from Youngna. She has a ton of pics - some of which are just amazing.
Ever heard of MeetUp? It's a website that helps people organize, well, meet ups in physical spaces around affinity interests. For example, you're a Dungeons & Dragons fan in rural Massachusetts? Create a MeetUp, pick a date + time + place to meet and a whole bunch of D&D folks will show up ready to play.
There's all sorts of MeetUps - those for people that like small dogs, knitting, or Howard Dean. In NYC, we always end up running into the PhotoBlogger MeetUp which meets from time to time at The Magician.
Anyway, I wanted to wrap my head around all the great things MeetUp can do for you, so I started a group called the NYC Make Out Club. We met twice - once at the Magician (which was tame) and once at Local 138 (where it was a make out factory!).
But, alas, MeetUp started charging for groups today - $19/month! So kids, I guess that's the end. Looks like you'll have to do your making out in the parked van under the Williamsburg Bridge or something.
By the way, during out two-month run, we had a bunch of the sketchy people join the group (all of which I had to kick out). I eventually set the group up so it was "invite only", after which I received this message:
Subject: A message from someone interested in NYC Make Out Club
Date: April 13, 2005
Hi, I'd like to join this group. You can learn about me by checking out my website, Dean's Den, at http://www.hannotte.net. Thanks!
Unlucky, as if MeetUp wasn't going the pay route and this wasn't the end of the Make Out Club, this dude would totally be in. (make sure to turn up your speakers before clicking the link).
Youngna is really something special behind the camera. After an all-day photo shoot out in a part of Brooklyn that is only accessible by the G train, she shot another 2 flash cards full at Saturday's No Data. Check out the rest of her pics (and recap) here.
10:30p Meet Jill + Steve + Lauren + Mel + Beth + Adam + Kim + Joe at Odea (Broome & Lafayette) for Vicky (and Ashley's?) birthday party. Sip $7 Amstel bottles in a private bungalo, and strategize on how to marry the waitress.
12:05a Take a cab to Rothko (Rivington & Stanton) and meet up with Kristen and Battjer (welcome back!) to check our Grant's brand Fiasco.
1:30a Grab One-More-Drink(tm) with Jill and Steve at Barraumndi (Clinton btw. Stanton & Rivington). Wait in line for a bathroom that three girls have locked themselves in.
2:00a Say my goodbyes and head back home to 125.... only to get a dodgeball message as I turn the corner telling me that Little Brother Jonathan is 3 blocks north.
2:05a Meet up with Jay + Will + Mike, two random girls, some birthday-girl stripper and her bodyguard at 3B (3rd Street & Ave B).
And, while we're on the topic of getting crunked, let me introduce you to something I like to call Thursday Night Bottle Service(tm).
Last week (1/13), after an innocent round of drinks at Baramundi, me + Andy + Randy + Grellan journed to Epstein's (the brand new, always-empty bar on Stanton and Allen). We were greeted by this sign...
$99 for a bottle one Ketel One and three carafes of mixers! Of course we'll take it?
Hi. We're the NO DATA djs. We spin records down at this bar called 12" on Houston & Essex. Actually, we're just playing CDs. Now that I think of it, we're not even technicaly DJing since we're just cue'ing up songs. But we also play bingo.