best + tara — i keep a diary

Awwwww! I love this pic!

March 11, 2006

Congrats, Greg and Tara! Thanks for inviting us to the wedding! Here's wishing you wonderful and happy life together! (Now come visit us in New York!).

tara and greg's wedding in houston

March 11, 2006

Tara and her dad!

tara and greg's wedding in houston

March 11, 2006

...promptly made more appropriate faces. Hahahaha.

tara and greg's wedding in houston

March 11, 2006

...she went in with a VENGEANCE! Hahahaha. This photo makes me LOL every time I look at it.

tara and greg's wedding in houston

March 11, 2006

Awwwww, Yeah. Back it up, girl!

tara and greg's wedding in houston

March 11, 2006

dance ↗+

Hahahah.

sxsw south by southwest 2005

March 16, 2005

And then we went to some cool park to shoot the shit and catch up. After eating, we only had about ninety minutes to hang out before I had to head to the airport to catch my flight home.

sxsw part two: more bands and visiting tara

March 20, 2004

me ↗+

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And last but not least, a color-your-own "Velvet-Art" Unicorn Poster. Awwww, yeah. Who loves ya, baby?

tara's 21st birthday and goodbye party

September 30, 2003

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On Tuesday, I met up with Tara for birthday lunch at Cafe Liebowitz on Spring Street. Here she is using her actual ID to legally procure alcohol for the first time ever. Look at lil', mini, sixteen year-old Tara in the corner. Awwww, lil' baby's all growed up!

tara's 21st birthday and goodbye party

September 30, 2003

CANDY!

central park, the candy shop and sarah d's party

September 06, 2003

candy ↗+

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Tara and I helped him bring all of his stuff back to his apartment, and then in a serious lapse of judgement, Tara agreed to close her eyes and let Grant surprise her - and in this case the surprise was all 10 inches of Jerome.

friday night out

September 05, 2003

Grant and Tara as the Hatsy Twins.

karaoke with seth

September 02, 2003

grant ↗+
hat ↗+

As I sat there reading the manual, I learned that because of it's big internal memory, you can take a succession of pictures superfast. It was only a matter of time I was having Tara see how many faces she could make in four seconds. Ready....GO!

the september roundup part two

September, 2003

ugly face ↗+

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...drawing me a unicorn. (I digitally enchanced the drawing to make it easier for you to read the unicorn's "How Gay am I?" speech bubble).

karaoke with brett

August 09, 2003

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Holy best photo EVER! Sarah and Tara ~~munching~~ cutting rug.

sarah's lingerie karaoke birthday party

August 06, 2003

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Sid, Candy, Tara and Buddy.

sarah's lingerie karaoke birthday party

August 06, 2003

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Okay, after you're done drooling over Sarah's ridiculous onion, make sure you direct your eyes north for a look at the priceless expression David's pulling.

sarah's lingerie karaoke birthday party

August 06, 2003

Afterwards, the three of us stopped into Max Fish for a drink and Tara grabbed Gran'ts luggage (don't worry, that's really just Photoshop too!).

boys weekend in newport part four: race back to nyc

August 01, 2003

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Nope, that's not a white, latex bikini top, that's sunburn. Not that sunburned, my ass! Ouchie!

the fourth of july

July 04, 2003

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Copious ammounts of boardwalk junk food lead to one thing...

the fourth of july

July 04, 2003

Here's a totally random picture of Tara modeling the "bikini" shirt her dad got her. Hahaha.

the july roundup

July, 2003

shirt ↗+

Besides seeing the Eiffel Tower, the only other thing Tara wanted to do in Vegas was go to the Rainforest Cafe (don't ask me, I'm still trying to figure out why as well). So check it out, we sit down at our table and then I notice there's this lady at the table behind Tara who's wearing a shirt that looks like it has a gold lamé bib built into it. When I pointed her out to Tara (who's from Texas), Tara shrugged and explained to me "Oh, that's just her eatin' shirt."

Later on, when the lady was finished with her meal (all four plates of it) she took off the bib, folded it up (see the fold-marks in it?) pulled out a matching, gold lamé, bib carrying-case, and put her folded-up gold lamé bib into her matching gold lamé bib carrying case, and put it back into her purse. I was shocked into silence. I had been kidding about it being a bib, I just thought it was part of her shirt. Who carries a bib (nevermind a gold lamé bib) around with them? Who? Fucking Vegas. Jesus.

bidness in vegas

June 15, 2003

I spent most of Monday in meetings for work. Tara spend most of Monday getting incredibly sunburnt at the hotel pool. Ouchie. After meeting up, we set out on the strip to explore some more.

bidness in vegas

June 15, 2003

We walked down the strip, had a few drinks (can you tell?) On, and you can actually walk around everywhere in Vegas with an open container...WHA? and then we went back to the hotel...but not before Tara fulfilled her life-long dream of seeing the Eiffel Tower. (First Venice, now Paris that I don't have to go to anymore? Man, going to Vegas is like putting money right back into your pocket! Who knew?)

bidness in vegas

June 15, 2003