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...to a BBQ at Marina...
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We arrived just in time to see the band take the stage.
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Heather and Colin saying their farewell to the bride.
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Back to the band again!
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Six Piece Nastee!
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Fatty looking for his table. Hahaha.
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Kit, Andy, Dave and Colin getting ready to head out. Congrats, Fatty!
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Instead of forcing Fatty to go to a noody bar in Queens, around 1am we all headed to our apartment and played Rockband. Haha.
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After some warm up drinks and snacks at the Fatty's, we walked over to Flatiron for a BBQ feast at Hill Country.
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Colin harnessed the power of his hair and managed to pull the big deuce.
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Hahahahah. This one wasn't even staged. He was actually holding the ball that way while waiting for the pins to be cleared.
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Emily lends some locks so that Colin's ball could have a matching 'doo.
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Colin actually showed up to a social function! Here he is asking "Hey guys, remember when I actually used to have a pair?"
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...THE POOR MAN'S COLIN! HAHAHAHAHA. It's like if Colin had a baby with a San Francisco hobo!
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Hahahahahahaha.
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"Hey, remember the last time we sang karaoke and totally hooked up?" "Uh, yeah. Wait, what was your name again?" Hahahahaha.
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Colin (aka - Big Daddy, Bill and the King of Clocks) and the Fatty (sporting his sporty "I'm wearing a JFK Jr wig" look).
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Man, there's nothing like smooching some KOC.
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KOC and Heather.
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Heather, Colin (formerly known as "Big Daddy" who from this day forward will be known as "King of Clocks" or K.O.C - go ahead, say it out loud!), Liz and Frank.
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Colin and Heather.
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Here's our dancefloor reaction to James dropping Van Halen's Panama.
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Grant and Big Daddy.
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Fatty, Liz, Mike, Colin and Heather.
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Liz showing off her awesome shirt.
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The gang getting ready to chow down. (PS - Already at this early point in the night, Chef, who you can barely see peeking out behind Colin, was so wasted that he kept screaming at the restaurant and almost had us thrown out).
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Colin "Big Daddy" Gentle kicking it Jodeci style in the back o' tha limo.
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Seth "Bachelor Mastermind" Miller.
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Halfway through the song, he was joined by Shef, who was so drunk at this point he could hardly walk (which may explain why he choose to stay up on the stage trying to sing along with every single person until we eventually had to forceably remove him from stage).
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Big Daddy took the mic and kicked a little Lionel Ritchie "Celebration" (and Frank stayed on stage to back him up).
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"Whoa! Not coo', not coo!" Colin and Seth watched on in horror as Chef continued his a capella serenade detailing his wish to engage in anallingus with a stranger. It was around this time that Seth made the executive decision to get Chef the hell off stage.
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Big Daddy, Fatty and Seth.
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Bellies full o' BBQ, we hopped back into the limo and looked to Seth for the next destiniation.
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Colin, Bill (Colin's Hair), Fatty and two girls whose names I've since forgotten (sorry!)
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In a crazy-ass coincidence, later that afternoon Colin and Heather showed up! They parked their set up a good 25 yards from us (so they could cannoodle in peace).
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Fatty and Big Daddy.
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Check him out petting and congratulating his birthday hair.
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...COLIN'S HAIR TURNING 30! Woooo! Happy Birthday, Colin's Hair!
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Colin doing his patented dance move.
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Colin and Bill's amazing duet managed to bring even more girls we didn't know up out of their seats and on to the dancefloor.
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Heather demonstrating the proper way to dance at a Catholic High School prom: "leaving enough room for Jesus in between."
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This photo makes me happy.
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Heather and Big Daddy.
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"Hi, this is Colin. Oh, you want to speak to my hair? Hold on one second. Bill, phone call for you."
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The late night crowd.
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Stern Liz, Heather, Colin and Colin's hair (it's so volumnous, it's become a separate entity. In fact, from this day forth, Colin's hair will be called Bill).
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It was awesome. He was totally surprised. The best part was with each turn of his head he'd spot another group of friends that were there and was more surprised with each new realization.
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Liz, Fatty, me, Birthday Boy, Heather and Colin.
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Okay, okay and to make jokes about Colin's hair. (You know I love you, Big Daddy).
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Hey! Here they are! Colin, Frank, Grant and Fatty.
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Colin tried out a vintage jazz bass.
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After we finished unloading the entire contents of the truck into the new apartment, the guys took a break and watched me...
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So we killed time by playing with the photo filters on my camera (Oh, and by making wisecracks about Colin's hair - but I guess that goes without saying).
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Oh look, Colin's going home. That must mean it's around 11pm.
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"Yes, three beers. Oh, and the lady will have a glass of Merlot." Bwahaha.
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Jamie, Lo, Jenny, Frank, Colin, Fatty's hair and Emma.
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Me, Colin and Frank.
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Frank, Adam's eye, and Colin.
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Later that night I went out to Frank and Colin's place in Brooklyn to watch the Superbowl. (They actually had two TV sets set up right next to each other: one with the game on mute, the other showing HBO Sunday night TV! Hahah. Curb Your Enthusiasm was so much better anyway.)
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Colin showing some nip!
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Colin and Shady Chiara.
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Crowd shot.
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Colin "Big Daddy Fat Knut" Gentle on soul-axe.
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After the video, Six Piece Nastee retook the stage...
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Before Em & Lo went on, the fabulous Six Piece Nastee took the stage and warmed up the crowd. By the way, four of the six pieces of said nastee are made up by none other Colin (on guitar), Frank (on kit)...
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Friday night I met up with Jamie Kirkpatrick, Colin and Colin's rand new lady Heather.
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Big Daddy in the house!
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Colin (Big Daddy) and Dave (The Fatty).
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A few minutes later, Colin realized he'd missed one of his quarter-hourly sunblock applications and we had to evacuate the beach before he spontaneously combusted. Um, either that or it was just getting late - I forget which.
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Colin lounging in the (*stiffles laughter*) fold-up beach chair he brought along.
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Grant, Fatty, Colin (Big Daddy) and me.
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Matt Lesser and Colin.
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So every once in a while, one of my friends will pull an expression in a photo that just begs to be Photoshopped into something else. Case in point - Frank and Colin were joking around and were pretending to flip a table and and then the next thing you know...
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As the night gained momentum, we abandoned our little table in the corner and took over the couch directly in front of the stage. Here's Frank, Seth, Colin and Tara.
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Same goes for this one.
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Yep, and this one too. (Although, now that I think about it, I think we all might have been singing the four-part back up bit to Aerosmith's "Love In An Elevator" in these last two.)
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So we ended up having so much singing at Frank's that we decided to round up a crew and head to Nolita Tavern for some Saturday night Sid & Buddy Karaoke action. Emily Cmielewski was in town from Boston apartment hunting for a place in NYC so she came with Bev (who I also went to high school with) and met us there. (L to R: Bev, MLE, Grant, Fatty and Colin).
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Big Daddy tearing it up with Huey Lewis' seminal "I Want a New Drug." Homeboy kicked it so hard he needed not one, but two blonde, hula-clad male dancers. Check out that face; the urgency - can't you see how much Big Daddy wants that new drug?
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L to R: Some girl that after 3 beers Grant almost took home (I think her name's Namoi??), Grant and the one, the only, Big Daddy.
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After breakfast we said our goodbye and hopped in our respective rides. Colin, shown here in his Ford Focus SVT (only 7,000 made yaknow!), headed back to Brooklyn solo and Seth headed back up to Boston solo. Grant, Frank, Fatty and myself decided we were going to go back to Manhattan and see "American Wedding." We split up into two cars (me with Fatty, Grant with Frank) and decided we'd have a race back to NYC. First team to make it to the movie theater wins. Aw, yeah.
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The Six of us looking surprisingly not-hungover (um, expcept for Fatty).
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This is hands down my favorite pic of the night. Bert N' Tha Boyz.
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Here's Big Daddy doing a physical interpretation of what Jagermeister feels like going down.
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Then the bartender, Frank, Colin and Seth sang the theme song to "The Jeffersons" (movin' on up...) in four-part harmony.
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As "last call" drew nearer, we bid the lovely ladies a fond farewell and hit the road to head over to some other bar where Seth and Frank knew the owner (If you look in the background behind my arm you can see Seth showing off the can of beer he snuck out of the bar by strategically hiding it in his asscrack. Sweet.)
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So we chatted them up for a while, found out that they were down on vacation from Braintree, Mass (and Fatty made some more "Fatty" faces).
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A few minutes later, we convinced them to take more pics ("Taking pics is fun, right?") and Grant got in on the action.

Okay, I think it's safe to say that we were all pretty liquored up. At some point during the next few hours, every guy on the trip managed to get their luggage out...which leads us to the very first ikeepadairy.com contest!
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We headed out to some restaurant on the water of dinner and some drinks. Yay, drinks!
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After months of getting people to willingly pose with my balls, it was time to try something new: getting unsuspecting people to unknowingly pose with my balls. I discreetly whipped out my bag, and grabbed one of our new friends for a picture. I handed off the cam to Seth who totally shit the bed by not managing to get my balls in the pic. Doh! The rest of the guys in the pic (Check out Grant and Franks' faces) were laughing so hard that the girl in the black shirt was totally confused...
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After dinner, we once again failed miserably to integrate with the fellow Newportians...
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...backup arrived in the form of Seth, fresh outta the car from Boston. (Bonus points to Frank for pulling that shit-eating grin.)
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After the beach, Fatty made the mistake of trying to catch a quick nap amidst a roomful of rowdy guys. Check out Big Daddy calling in for back-up while Frank gives Fatty a lil' "hot dog in the bun through the sheet" action...
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Thumbs up!
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One Glaswegian + One ManSkirt + Plus 14 Scotches = A Royal AssKicking Just Waiting to Happen. So when this Scotsmans rolled up on our sorry group and wanted to hang, we knew it was time to head back to the hotel.
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After dinner we headed to some god-awful outdoor Newport nightclub that was on the water.
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Check out this cougar that was circling Colin and me; clearly trolling for a lil' spitroast action.
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From L to R: Fatty, me, Colin, Frank and Grant.
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I know I bring this up everytime I post pics of this place - but seriously, look at this pic. Can you believe this is about 10 miles from Manhattan?
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Ah, yet another day trip out to the lovely Ft. Tilden with Frank, Colin, Liz and Grizzle.
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Check out Colin! Your enjoyment of this photo just isn't fully maximized until you play The Village Peoples "YMCA" on your MP3 player in the background. (Although, "Raining Men" is a good subsitute).