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Cross-eyed Brett.
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After the ties were fixed, it was time for family photos out on the back deck. Here's Brett, Pappi, mom and me.
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Saturday morning, I hopped into the car with Brett and Amy and we headed down to Medford, NJ (about 2 hours from where my parent's live) for Chris and Jen's wedding.
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Me with Little Brother Brett.
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A much nicer picture of Brett and Amy.
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I got into Roxbury on Friday night and took my brother and his girlfriend Amy out to a fancy dinner at TGIFridays. Awwww, yeah.
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Dad, Brett and Bruce. Right after this picture was taken, Bruce turned to me and said "Hey, you're not working right now are you?" Me, "Nope, I'm still looking for an interesting job. Why, you know of something?" Bruce: "Nope, but I just realized that I have to go on a business trip and I'm not going to be able to make it to Aruba to use my timeshare there and it's too late to cancel. Do you want a free week at a nice resort in Aruba?" Me: "Ummm, yeah." Bruce: "Cool, if you can find cheap tickets on short notice, it's all yours." And that's how I ended up in Aruba during the last ten days of January 2004.
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Boo-yah!
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In almost matching outfits no less (again!)
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Hahaha. Saturday I stepped outside and caught the Bobsey Twins smoking.
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Brett with a giant, plum button-up shirt.
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"Now throw your hands in the air and scream!"
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For Christmas day, my grandparents and one of my mom's sister's family (The Carricks) came to our house. Christmas dinner in the house y'all. When I say "Hey," you say "Ho!" Now when I say "Je" you say "sus!"
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Brett shows off his "Eggnog Steel" sexy face (it's the xmas-themed variation of "Blue Steel").
christmas with the fam
December 23, 2003
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...which means BLAMO!, she's instantly asleep ten minutes later on the ride back north. My mom will get drunk from only a sniff of the barmaid's apron. Hahaha.
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Brett and I with our other Great Uncle: Uncle Bob!
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Note my mom drinking something with alcohol in it....
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Holy red family photo, Batman.
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My Great Uncle Walt laying down some holiday licks on the trumpet. (While Brett just sits back and waits his turn...)
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My fam hung back and worked at destroying the pie and cake table.
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Where every year the kitchen table greets us with no less than ten different cakes and pies.
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Because there's nothing worse than a freshly armless Christmas. Foodcourt!
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That evening we all put on our most festivest Christmas sweaters (check out the bright green v-neck I dug up in my dad's closet)...
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The Battjer Treat Hounds.
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Mom and dad getting their breffast on as well.
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What's up best photo of all time? Just as I was about to snap a pic of the delicious cinnamon buns baking in the oven, my brother, who loves cinnamon buns more than ANYONE you've ever met, pops his excited face into view.
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Brett and Amy.Me and Khadijah (bonus points to me for actually being able to spell her name).
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"No, it's this one that's the milkman's son."
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Here's my leeeetle brother Brett singing, ummmmm, a song that apparently required a gold-sequinned top hat.
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From L to R: Grant, Amy & (my brother) Brett and Tara (doing her impression of a cat taking a shit).
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Here's Skipper Jr. chilling on the *heh* poop deck. (Okay, I don't know if that's technically what the little back area's called, but I just wanted to say "poop deck.")
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On the way back inland, I took Brett on a trip down "Torturous Big Brother Memory Lane" by waking him from his slumber with a long-range shot to the balls with the 25' gaff pole. Hehehehe.
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My brother always gets shit because he looks, walks, talks and acts like a little Mini-Me version of my dad. I tried to snap a sneaky picture of them watching TV together while eating matching sandwiches and wearing matching white shirts and blue baseball hats, but I started laughing right before the cam went off and gave Brett time to flip me the bird. They look like the goddamned Bobsie Twins though, right?
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Saturday evening we went to the Stafford Diner for some authentic Jersey Diner grub. Bonus points to me for having a shirt with an NJ logo on it.
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Then the adults squared off. My brother (in the gray shirt) teamed up with my dad...
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Little brother Brett.
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Burger King. New Jersey Turnpike Rest Stop. 2:27am. Arguing over who should have to eat *burp* the last cheeseburger.
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We ended up going halfsies on it which left plenty o' room for the Good Humor robotic ice cream machine on the way out.
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...cold, hard, cizzash! Brett ended up taking home $120 (after tipping out the two mates on board).
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Brett demonstrates how you turn 22lbs of striper into...
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With our proud angling lineage in mind, we puffed our chests, hoisted our hopes and cast our lines towards the sea (that's Capt. Mike in standing next to my brother).
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Brett reacting to all the bizarro sea-creatures that my dad was somehow managing to hook.
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Tired.
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...and immediately perked up when we saw the prize they were offering in one of those "leave your business card" drawings. Makes you think twice about ordering a "glazed" doughnut there, right? Ew.
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We fueled up and Dunkin' Donuts...
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Nevertheless, we somehow managed to pack up the car and hit the road well before 6am.
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My brother and I had stayed up until well past 3am playing video games (Amplitude, anyone?) and my brother was so tired he couldn't even talk.
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Amy put together a BBQ going away party for Brett at her place. Here's a group shot...
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Unwrapping graduation gifts.
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And here's another group shot taken right after someone yelled "Titty Twister!"
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Brett with his main-lady, Amy.
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Brett up on stage (somewhere) with the rest of his class.
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Brett with the fam.
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Grampa and Grandma with their not-so-little graduate. (In case you didn't know, most universities give have color-coded tassles for different majors that identify what discipline you received your diploma in. Check out the music school's pink tassles. Noice!)
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After a quick change, we headed over to the Opera House for a ceremony celebrating Brett's major.
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With a belly fulla Steak 'n Shake, we headed back to Brett's place. He cooked up a big fire in his portable, outdoor fireplace and invited some friends over to say goodbye.
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Oh, and how would you like to add an Oreo cookies 'n cream milkshake to go along with that? *drool*
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See? Just like the pic!
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First thing we did after we dropped my bag off was head over to Stake 'n Shake. But before we get to that, check out my brother throwin' down with the crotch grab in front of his bitching ride. (Yeah, it's a station wagon, but it's a station wagon that does 0-60 in 4.88 seconds. That means his Subaru station wagon can take both a BMW M5 and a Corvette LS1 off the line. Whaaaa?). Anyway, this picture was taken in the parking lot of...
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In my family, we buy ourselves what we want for Christmas, and we open whatever we bought well before Christmas arrives...so on Xmas eve, we only have a few, smaller gifts to open. Here's Brett holding his bounty of two books.
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On Christmas Day it was snowing like crazy! We piled in the car and risked life and limb (literally!) to drive 45 minutes to Clark, NJ to eat Xmas dinner with my Grandparents and one of my mom's sisters and her family.
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...and my Aunt Ann.
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Mission accomplished. My father and my brother pose in front of our handiwork!
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Here's our annual "Family Pic in Front of the Fireplace."
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Here's my little brother Brett providing further evidence to support the recent scientific discovery that being the "motherfucking Mack Daddy" is likely genetically predisposed.
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My brother only had one present under the tree (from our mom) and it turned out to be a book on how to lose weight. He got all offended and started saying things like "Merry Christmas, Son...You're Fat!" In this pic he's just read the title and you can see his face starting to just turn sour.
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Random photo of Scott and Doug with my little brother. We were all home for the holidays and realized that we had never taken my brother out to Frank's Chicken House to celebrate his 18th birthday. (Located in Manville, Frank's is NJ's premier all-nude strip club)