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.



Are you really going to argue?

Why hello! I'm 100 years behind on teendrama, so let's try to catch up with some G-Unit Ski Trip action. Rewind yourself, um, two weeks for this one (Feb 8-9) and brush up on the recap of last's year ski trip before I blow your mind with the tale of how my employer shuttles every employee east of CA up to Stratton, VT for two days of skiing, all the free meals you can eat and big ol' dance party.

Busses that leave early Thursday morning are for suckers, so we motivated on Wednesday night and crashed at Mount Snow. Special thanks to Mosh for the ride up (I left the Hoverpod in NYC so Will + crew could mke it up for the wkd - foreshadowing!). Around midnight I met up w/ Alex + Karen at Mt. Snow, crashed for a bit and then the three of us made the trek to Stratton around 10am. Waiting for me at the front desk? Two lift tix, keys to our condo, food voucher and a Nastar (ski race) badge.



We met up with a bunch of the G kids over the course of the day - always hard since everyone was 100% bundled up due to the cold. Man, it was freezing (super windy!) and the visibility was extra low that first day. Here's Anna + Peter + Jigglypuff riding the triple.



Rewind to last year again for a second. During the afterparty, Craig.NM got on the mic and announced the winners of the "fastest skiier" contest. I was all up in arms as I didn't even know about the race and hence did not get a chance to claim the Fastest Google Snowboarder title which is rightfully mine. So this year, I made sure to sign up as soon as I got there (and even going as far as "guaranteeing victory" - which worked great for me when I "guaranteed victory" at last year sink or skim @ Mt. Snow).

So I'm making this race out to be a big deal when it's really just 15 ski gates in a race that prob 20 people entered. But me + Craig + Mosh + Sean braved the course (er, a few times) until we felt as if we appropriately slayed it.



Okay, with the race of out of the way, we went to grab lunch. Actually, we went to grab lunch *before* the race until Jamie reminded us that we needed to get our times in before 2p (!!). So in then out, then two runs up and then lunchtime. I was anxious to make more runs so I ate some discarded buffalo burger I found laying around. Harry.H on the right, Jamie mid-soup in the bg.



After lunch everyone got kind of sleeeeeepy, but I dragged myself out for a few more runs. Good thing, as right after 2p the winds died down, the sun came out and the afternoon offered up some of the better runs I've taken all season (Stratton had tons of little pockets of untracked snow). I made a bunch of runs w/ this crew (from the left): um, don't remember your name, um, don't remember your name either, Scott.T (superstar skier) and Jenny from Denver.

I think we skied right till 4p (or maybe a little earlier - I think they closed the gondola due to wind).

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 Dundee Tom 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 far… 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.

I had to trek out west for a few days for G stuff last week. Got in Tues night (Jet Blue!), came back Thurs afternoon (Jet Blue!). On both flights, the JetBlue CEO was on-board doing his "I like to relate to the little people" thing. He handed out chips and drinks and answered questions. I should have asked why ABC wasn't one of the DirectTV channels and when we were getting wi-fi, but alas, I fell asleep. Yawn. For these weekday trips, I've been staying in Mountain View (about 40 miles east of SF). Ugh.

Anyway, I met Durango for lunch on Wednesday. We sampled some of the finest foods that building #47 has to offer [Smoove]. I'm ashamed of how much food I consumed - I literally couldn't fit any more little plates on my tray (lobster thing + steak thing + lasagna + tuna steak + scallops). Stoopid Fat Denny.



And then after stuffing my face over lunch, I met Nat and Alisa for dinner in SF (Puerto Allegra, Mission district?). I had a burrito the size of a baby's torso. I like Nat's gangster double-point.



Though Nat left us early (teacher + hangover = no good), me + Alisa + special friend (MAKE OUT!) went to see a band at Edinburght Castle. Special guest Pam.B showed up late night - just before we hit up Hemlock Tavern and met up w/ Manlio + Jenn + Sean. I somehow made it back to my hotel in Mt. View around 1am.



Thursday. I took the afternoon flight back, which means I stood in the longest security line you've ever done seen. Seriously, 500 people long? After I made it all the way through, Little Ms. TSA confiscated my deoderant, toothpaste and shaving cream because I refused to get out of line (!!) to buy a $0.50 ziplock bag to put the stuff in. The world is safer.

I got stuck in the middle seat on the way back (that's whay you get for changing your flight last minute). To my right some chatty girl from Boston, to my left some kid who was studying for the H&R Block Tax exam. I really really really wanted to take a pic of this, but the poor kid had a three-ring binder that was like four inches thick and spent the whole flight filling out practice 1099s, W2s and 1040s the way you'd practice logic puzzles on the SAT. Oh man, I really can't think of anything worse.



Landed back in NYC around 10pm. Dropped my shit at home and headed to Parkside for Will McD's bday.



Rob took some Flickr pics. We somehow ended up at the Soho House around 3am (which was retarded).

 

Saturday. While sitting in a cab in traffic on Delancey, I spied this dude in the car next to me. Sorry no teendrama pic - all you get is the text message which I sent to the Upoc Celeb Sightings list (go Upoc!!). Some dude wrote me back immediately. Some other dude replied 5 mins later with "quit". Ha, sucker!

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

Yeah. So Easter. 10 days ago? Whatever! Got time for a few quick photos?

I had this masterplan of cutting out work of early on Good Friday and catching the 4pm Amtrak back to Boston. I even dragged my super big backpack into work. Fast forward a few hours and between Steve's 30th bday...



... Nathania being in town... (Jackie, why you gotta look all spacey?)



... and Chicken Marsala's bday, I decided to stick around for the night. We started off at White Horse Tavern for Steve's pre-birthday drinks (right around the corner from Magnolia Bakery... where I scored all these cupcakes, btw), then went to Lolita to meet up with some Google folk (Susannah + Sean + Dan.B) and then to Orchard Bar for KM's bday (which was packed with hipsters in headbands) and THEN to Libation (I know, I know).

ps: Libation is the only velvet rope club in the Lower East Side. I would never go there in 100 years, but we told Jackie + Cute Haircut Nat that we'd meet them there after leaving KM's. Looong line full of dudes with their collars popped and girls with the worse Strong Island accents ever. On top of that, cocksucker bouncers wouldn't even let us in...

Bouncer: Sorry, but we're not letting single guys in.
Dens: Yeah, but all our friends are upstairs.
Bouncer: We're not letting single guys in right now.
Dens: Er, they're all girls.
Bouncer: We're not letting single guys in right now.
Randy: Oh, how about if we're together? ("we're" = Dennis + Randy = love)
Bouncer: We're not letting single guys in right now.
Dens: How about we go grab some girls and then you let us in?
Bouncer: We're not letting single guys in right now.
Dens: How about we just wait in line till my friends get my text message and come down to meet us.
Bouncer: We're not letting single guys in right now.

... seriously, what a bunch of monkeys. In my frustration I may have said something along the line "WE ARE THE ONLY PEOPLE IN THIS LINE WHO LIVE WITHIN 10 MILES OF HERE" but even so, it didn't make a difference.

Nat eventually got my text msg and grabbed us outside (me = her finacee for the night?). Worst place ever. (oh, and $10 cover).

ps: To the girls in the VIP room, thank you for sneaking us in and sharing your $200 vodka.

Anyway, so Easter right? My plan was to grab a few drinks, stop by and say a few happy birthdays and then go to bed at like midnight, take a nap and drive to Boston at 8am. We ended up leaving stoopid Libation at 4am (ugh), I was in bed by 4:30 or so, got up at 8 and was in the car by 8:30 (suck it!).



Made the trek from NYC -> Medway in like three hours (record time!), met up with my Dad + Little Sister Katie for some chicken parm sandwiches. Medway House of Pizza was rocking some "Denny" artwork.



Spend the first part of the afternoon driving around with my Dad, sticking "CROWLEY FOR SELECTMAN" signs in people's front yards.

Saturday = No Data. This weekend was was the first weekend I've been in the city pretty much all winter (or at least in 2006). We did it up at Loreley again on Saturday night with 800 of our closest friends.



Miri was sporting the season's hottest No Data fashions (and rollerskate shoes).



Me + Randy + Grellan dj'ed again. Randy = best. Me = second best. Grellan = last place. Seriously, how many girls have to come up to me and say "Um, when is your friend's set over?" before we do something about this problem?

ps: K2 was not one of those girls.



We started late. Around 11pm. It got crowded around midnight. I have a few more of these pics.