Here are the rest of the photos from January that I took that didn't make it into their very own entry but still were worth posting!
Friday, January 20th
On Friday night I went to Orchard Bar to for Sarah and Karen's Stolen Transmission party, but it was so crowded that I ended up spending pretty much the entire night down in the basement hiding in the coat check room with Gurj! It seems like this always ends up happening! All weekly parties always end up having some mundane nook that ends up being the secret place that's more fun that the party itself. (Like when MisShapes used to be at Luke and Leroy, the secret space was the back office!)
So Gurj and I are down there, hiding in the back, getting kind of drunk and lookee lookee who else shows up! Lil' Miss Leigh Lezark (seen here giving me her best Princess Coldstare gaze).
I don't even remember if any of us even knew this guy - but that didn't mean we weren't going to welcome him to join our private, face-making party in the back room! Come one, come all! Show yer vampire face!
After the vampire contest was over, Leigh showed off how her finger healed all wonky after never having gone to the doctor to get it set properly after having gotten it broken a few months back on Halloween. Hahah.
After we were done admiring Leigh's newly misshapen (HA!) finger, we found an empty bucket in the back of the coat room that was filled with tubes of caulk. Which immediately led to a full-out...
Gurj dishes some "bump from the back" while Leigh takes caulk up front. (This whole stupid thing is probably only funny in person (maybe not even then) when you can hear that Leigh and I, who are both New Jersey natives, actually say the word "cock" very much like we say the word "caulk.") Get it? Get it???
The thing that best explains why Antony "Posh Tony" Ellis is hula-hooping in the kebab shop that's on the corner of Orchard and Houston is the timestamp on the photo: Saturday, January 21, 2006 5:11:52am.
Fast forward one week and I'm back in the same place: down in the basement coat room of Orchard Bar hiding out from the crowds. Except this time, I'm having fun with tape on my face! Woooo!
With the amount of tape-faced fun we were having, it was only a matter of time before people were looking to join our kicking party...and suddenly, Niki the roommate appeared from between a wall of hanging coats!
Around 4:30am, the bar was closed and we were all hanging around waiting for Sarah and Karen to pack up their gear, things started getting frisky. It started out with some MilliVanilli-style boobie-bumpin' going on between Leigh and Gurj.
Then later, when Leigh followed up with a surprise "got yer tit" attack, it became clear that boobies were going to be the next "big thing" of the night.
After the "real" awards were over (the ones given to people who are doing great work), it was time to give out the "fake awards." These are where everyone gets to email the CEO and suggest new "made up" awards that should be given to specific people. Ben ends up picking his favorites, and for each person he recognizes, he finds a random piece of junk in his office to give to them in honor of their "award." Here's Ben congratulating Ron Worthy on...
Here's Pete accepting a bottle of really cheap wine after winning the award for "Most Likely to Spend the Night Passed-Out on the Sofa in the Lobby of My Apartment Building" award. (A superlative he earned after a particularly rough night out drinking with people from work.)
Full open bar for more than 3 hours = the whole company drunk out of their minds by 9pm. Hahaha. Here's Mike, me and Kevin lamenting the end of free booze as the open bar ended. But if you're inventive like Mike is...
...you can always find ways to keep on drinkin' for free! Hahaha. (By the way, I'm writing this almost two years after this photo was taken and when I recently showed this pic to Mike he just groaned and said "I always knew that picture would come back to haunt me.")
Waaaaay later that night (after I'd gotten a chance to go home, change out of my suit and tie and sleep off my open-bar wastedness) I headed over to MisShapes. I only took two photos. This one.
My buddy Posh Tony was in Europe touring with a his band for a couple of weeks and when I heard that he was missing NYC, I emailed him this picture of the bench where many of our recent "late night man-chats" had taken place.
On the very last day of the month, I had dinner with Caitlin Brown, my friend from college (you may remember her from Spring Break '98!) that I hadn't seen in a good three or four years!
...and then Meredith and I went out to meet up with Mr. David Kreitman for a few quiet drinks in the neighborhood. Afterwards, Mer ended up heading home and David and I...
Knowing these two, I guarantee you that Carol's pretending that she's not sure who has bigger boobs and needs to touch Missy's in order to settle things once and for all. And speaking of huge boobs...
I left Happy Ending, and having been long since abandoned by David, met up with Posh Tony who had just gotten back from tour and was on his way to the Dark Room. On the way there, he and I stopped by Meredith's apartment to try to get her to come out with us (at 2:30am). No dice!
Hahaha. I was hanging out with Grant one night and he was complaining about the fact that I'd become friends with Posh Tony (because apparently I'm only allowed to have ONE British friend with a silly accent). I kept asking Grant why he didn't like Posh and after not being able to verbalize it, he busted out a piece of paper, drew a picture and handed it to me asking "How can you hang out with a guy that looks like...THIS?" Hahahah. I carried it around for weeks and when Posh finally got back into town, I busted it out for a side-by-side comparison! Hahahah. Soooo good. (Don't worry, Posh - it's not just you. Grant's got a long history of being able to draw embarrassingly accurate caricatures of people he knows).
