December 31, 2002

New Year's Eve

I hate New Year's Eve. Seriously, it's like my least favorite holiday. It always gets all bigged up and then you always end up being disappointed - so I find it's best to not make plans and just take it as it comes.

david f — The only redeeming thing about New Year's Eve is that it also happens to be David Forman's birthday. Shane and I took the man himself out for a celebratory dinner at Blue Ribbon in Soho.

shane — Shane poses with his delicious sea urchin appetizer.

david f, shane — Shane and the David.

david f, me — Me coldlamping with the birthday boy.

pierre, vin — After dinner, David and I hopped the L train and headed DEEP into Brooklyn to attend Pierre's party - shown here posing with Vin.

david f, me — David and me.

david f, natalie, vin — Natalie, Vinay and David. (Sorry if these pics are boring - when we got to the party, there really weren't many people there so we busies ourselves by being stupid and taking lots of pics).

me, vin — See? Stupid.

vin — And then Vinay started the party both right and quickly by busting out some of his old breakdancing moves

vin — Hahahahaha! The only thing funnier than Vin's "robot face" in this pic is the girl in the background covering her mouth and laughing at him.

david f — BWA-HA-HAHAHAHA! David Forman bringing his own robot flavor outta the eighties closet in a big way.

vin — Marco and Vin.

Me and three girls that I've never seen before in my life. (This was right when the ball dropped). Happy New Year, you, um, strangers!

me, monica v — This is Monica. She was in town from Miami visiting some friends and pretty much refused to give me the time of day. That is until I started using my recently acquired basis Spanish skills to woo her. My acute party observations, "Mira! Los hombres estan bailando y las mujures estan cantando!" (translation: "Look! The men, they are dancing! And the women, they are singing!) impressed her to no end and the next thing you know...

me, monica v — The time of day is given!

me, monica v — The party in Brooklyn was winding down and some friend's of Monica's were in town from Miami DJing at a club in Chinatown. So we hopped a cab, got to the club at around 2:30, and ended up dancing until morning when they kicked us out at like 10:30am. Happy New Year!