July, 2005

The July Roundup: Part Two

Hey, hey! Here they are: all the pics from the 2nd half of July that were swell but didn't merit their own entire entry!

Wednesday, July 20th

grant — Wednesday morning, Grant and I got up early and decided to head out to the beach. McDonald's breakfast sandwich? Check. Frisbee? Check.

Grant and I pretty much argue about everything. Since we frequently end up arguing at places where there's no internets to look stuff up and help settle the debate (like the beach!) we're oft reduced to doing stuff like scrawling reminders in the sand and taking photos of it so that we'll remember to use the interweb later and check out who was right. In this case, the debate was clearly over what year Metallica's seminal album *...And Justice for All* was released. Was it 1988 or 1989?

It's funny that I remember what the argument was about, but I don't remember who picked '88 and who picked '89! I just checked...whoever said 1988 was correct). Now that I think about it, Grant was probably the one who was betting on '88...if I had been the one that had been right, I would've remembered because I'd still be berating him about how he was wrong (er, if we even spoke anymore).

Grant showing off his sweet, sweet forearm tan line (more commonly known as a sunburn).

My selling pitch? "It's exactly like Mandarin Court dim sum except you have a much lesser chance of contracting hepatitis B and/or ebola!"

Thursday, July 21st

Niki and I hadn't found an apartment we liked yet, so on Thursday morning I ran all over town looking at different places. This building was awesome. Right on the corner of Canal and Essex it looked out over...

...the lovely, but not well-known, Seward Park.

baron — Later that afternoon back at Sarah's apartment (my temporary home for the summer) I had the pleasure of meeting one of Sarah's friends that had recently moved to NYC from California. His name was Baron and right when I met him he was like "I like your web site. What do I have to do to get on it?" I was like "Uh, nothing. Just hang out. I'm sure you'll end up in some pics." He was like, "Nah, I don't want to be in the background. I want some prime time pics. What if I do some crazy shit? Will you take pics of it?" Me: "Suuuuuure!" Without a moment's hesitation, Baron stripped down to his undies. I was like "Yeah, so you're in your undies. Now what?"

baron, sarah — So Baron grabbed a nearby hula hoop and started doing some sort of crazy, gyrating exotic I'm-in-my-undies hula dance in front of Sarah who was laughing so hard she started crying.

If you're looking for a little bonus material, here's a video of Baron hulahooping naked. I wish my camera had sound so you could hear Sarah cackling while Greg the Boyfriend moans "Oh, Jesus! He's hulahooping naked! Oh, Jesus!" (By the way, I had this up on YouTube but it kept being deleted! I actually had to sign up for something called Yuvutu, which is like the amateur porno version of YouTube, in order to bring you Baron's floppy-penis hijinx in all their full-motion glory! Enjoy!)

hula hoop ˆ video

Friday, July 22nd

apartment hunting — On Friday morning I went to look at more apartments. The first place I saw was on 2nd St and was in the building that Timothy Greenfield-Sanders owns. I didn't know who he was at the time, but I was carrying my camera and when he was showing me the apartment (you can see him standing there in to doorway in this photo), he asked "Oh, are you a photographer?" I was like, "Yeah, but I'm more of a hobbyist." He was like "Well, *I'm* a photographer. Timothy Greenfield-Sanders, maybe you've heard of me?" Somehow I managed to keep a straight face and I was like "Actually, no I'm sorry, I haven't. Should I have?" He then went on to tell me about all the portraits he's shot of famous people and actually said the very unintentionally Will Ferrelesque "I'm kind of a *really famous* photographer." I was like "Oooooo-kay, doh-kay! So how about you show me the apartment?"

Remember how I talked about all the spay painted murals in my neighborhood that typically honor fallen locals? Well, my new block has a mural of Vanilla Ice (???) giving props to the Clash! NOICE!

Later that night I went over to Tribeca Cinemas for the Visionfest Film Festival to watch the NYC premiere of...

...the film *Firecracker*. Which I wanted to see because it was Mike Patton's (of Faith No More & Mr. Bungle) acting debut. (Mike was awesome, the film was not really my cup of tea. Sort of like budget David Lynch movie).

Saturday, July 23rd

meredith — I woke up early on Saturday morning and went over to Meredith's to wake her up to go to the beach...but not before I snapped a few pics of her sleeping with her one leg up in the air. Hahaha. Then we met up with the Fatty and hopped the subway on out to...

Check out that pristine white sand beach! Pretty sweet, eh? A lot of people I know scoff at the thought of New York City beaches, but those people are idiots! How sweet is it that I can hope on the subway, and for $2 be at a place that looks like this in 30 minutes?

fatty, meredith — Squinty Fatty and Meredith.

fatty — A day at the beach followed by some motherfucking softserve! Here's Fatty making friends with Mister Softee.

While waiting for the subway back to Manhattan, I documented everyone's sweet, beach hair. Here's my ratty beach hair.

leigh, me — Later that night I went to Misshapes to wish little Miss Leigh Lezark a very happy 21st birthday!

leigh — Kiss that fake ID goodbye! Hahaha.

How in the world did this ever fool *anyone*? Hahaha.

Then it was time for cake! Peanut Butter Bomb!

leigh, sarah — Sarah does the cake-feeding honors.

josh m, karen, leigh — Oh, and a quick birthday titty squeeze, also, er, for good luck. Hahaha.

leigh, sean d — Awwww! Who's a lil' birthday princess?

Sunday, July 24th

vin — Sunday Vin and I sat around in the park and Vin made phone calls and looked tough.

vin — Sweet shirt, btw. (Afterwards, we went back to my room at Sarah's apartment and started plotting our evil plan to paint a mural out on Fatty's back deck).

Later on that afternoon, a whole bunch of us went to go see March of the Penguins.

leigh, robbie — Robbie, who was in town visiting from Oakland, fell asleep hardcore and was ever-so-faintly snoring in the movie. Hahaha.

Monday, July 25th

Yep, this photo pretty much sums up the table in Sarah's room at any given point that summer.

amanda, goldteeth — Later that night I went over to Karaoke Killed the Cat at Pianos in order to sing some 'roke and...

Tuesday, July 26th

Hey, Vin: Nakatomi Plaza! (Best name for a band ever. Do you get the reference?)

josh m, leigh, niki, sarah, sean d — Tuesday night we went to VP2 for a Tinny bday dinner celebration!

Wednesday, July 27th

apartment hunting, niki — On Wednesday, Niki and I went and did some more apartment hunting. We had put in an application for an apt that we really liked, but we wanted to keep looking in case it fell through. This one place we saw was a two bedroom with a backyard and a finished basement that was 3,000 sq. ft! It was INSANE...but also crazy overpriced.

geordon — ...a whole buncha us went over to Greg and Geordon's apartment to have...

...ANOTHER lil' bday party for Leigh. Hahaha.

andrew b, leigh, sarah — Apparently, Leigh wished that she and Andrew could share mouthfuls of Ultrajugggz.

You know you're at the apartment inhabited by two of the Misshapes when you go into the bathroom and notice that there's a hair-straightening iron that always plugged in...

...and powered up. You know, just in case anybody needs an emergency hair-straightening.

Thursday, July 28th

ryan heil — One night we were all sitting around drunk very late at night when a one of those, super low-budge commercials came on advertising something called Table-Mate II™! A full five minutes after we'd finished giggling about it, Sarah was like "Actually, I could use one of those!" She opened her laptop and did a bunch of typing and then we all went back to watching TV and forgot about it. That is, until our doorbell rang a few weeks later and the UPS guy was delivering a mysterious package...that turned out to be, that's right, you guessed it: TABLE-MATE II!!! Hahahah. Check out how psyched Ryan is! Now he can eat and watch TV *without even having to lean forward*!