All I know is that by this point our group was pretty much the only people left in the place which I guess is why we didn't get thrown out for having a dance party on the couches and tables.
Around 1:30 the crowd at Heathers was starting to thin out so we decided to take the birthday party across the street to Planet Rose for some karaoke! Dens kicked off the jams with a tender, tender version of...
I got to Heathers (which is a bar literally around the corner from our apartment) right after midnight and ran into the birthday boy as soon as I walked in the door! Happy Birthday!
Later that night I went over to the Blue Owl to wish Karen M. a happy birthday! Here's the birthday girl with Karen L. and Dens. (Dennis had just recently left Google and was saying goodbye to his old ID badge).
A little 1am, Dennis showed up with a crew of his own! He hit the stage with the quickness for what I'm guessing was probably Bon Jovi's Wanted Dead or Alive, his signature jam.
On Friday night, I hopped into Dennis's car and he drove me up to attend Stoopid Newman's birthday party in South Norwalk, CT. (Newman was Dennis's roommate in college and my roommate for almost two years right after college). Right as we were about to walk into the party, I remarked that Dennis's gift for Newman "looked too nice." Dennis agreed, so we took turns stomping the shit out in the parking lot before we went into the party. Hahaha. Dennis went first.
Then I gave it a few more kicks and scuffs for good measure.
Here's a pic (stolen from Dens!) of us on the coaster! This was the ride where Dennis discovered he wasn't a huge fan of roller coasters! (The three of us all have our arms in the air and he's holding on for dear life).
I passed the time in line by pretending to take pictures of Dennis so that I could capture a few surreptitious pictures of this awesomely awful "Growing Up Gotti" dude that was in line behind us. Sweet line-beard, dude! But then I stopped because I think he was catching on to me and the only thing worse than getting beat up by a 17 year-old is getting beat up by a 17 year-old with that wears foundation make up! Hahah.
Dennis Crowley, founder of Dodgeball (and in my estimation) the very first person to have an episodic photo diary on the web, showed up to kick a little Wanted (Dead of Alive) the crowd's way.
After a warmup drink or three there, we headed over to The Hole and met up with a buncha other people. Charlene, Grant, Tara and (special guest stars from Teendrama) Dennis Crowley and Grellan
Thursday night was Dennis Crowley's 27th Birthday, so I stopped by Ludlow bar to bestow best wishes upon the birthday boy. (This pic was actually taken from his account of the evening).
Christ, was there anybody there that doesn't have a webpage? Hi, we're huge losers. From L to R: Jonathan "Little Brother of Dennis" Crowley (orangeride.com), Dens back there in the green (another gratuitous teendrama.com plug) and Randy (hifiny.com). I'm not sure who that guy is back there in the upper left, but I'll betcha dollars to doughnuts he's at least got a text-blog.
While grabbing a drink a Luna lounge, we also randomly ran into fellow Syracusian (and fellow web-diarist), Dennis Crowley. (It was his web page, all the way back in '96, that inspired me to start doing this.)
Here's my Advertising Campaigns class, with our professor Beth "Dip Me In Chocolate" Barnes (don't ask, you don't want to know) getting shitty doing shots at Darwin's after our final. (Which was the last final I had to take in order to graduate.)
At block party somehow it became cool for everyone to lay down and trace their outlines in chalk. Here's party guy Dennis Crowley lying on the pavement.
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