Considering the timestamp on this photo says 4:09am, I'm guessing this photo was taken as (a totally blottoed) Lawrence took the stage to (angrily) thank everyone for coming before he sang the last song of the night. Lawrence, why are you waving a dollar around? Does anyone remember what was going on here?
A few minutes later, Julie and Ralph stumbled outside and had a hilarious conversation where they tried to decided if they were "too drunk" to bike all the way back to Brooklyn. Hahaha. In the end, they decided to go for it! (And I'm happy report they made it home without incident).
There's not much of a story to tell with rest of the photos. It's pretty much just me getting drunk with my friends. And I ended up getting pretty, pretty drunk - as evidenced by this photo I stole from Dens' Flickr that shows me triple-fisting three different types of drinks, each in a different type of container! (A cup of Scotch, a can of PBR and a bottle of Heineken. Oooof!)
Right outside of the Ballroom's exit, I found Sarah's friend (whose face and name have been removed because he was horrified about these pics showing up on the interweb 18 months later...hahaha) totally fucking face-down passed out on the street. I helped him up and put him in a cab...
I was sort of peeved at the time, but now that I look back at these photos and see you straight-up chugging bottles of Bud Light I remember "Oh yeah, it was THAT kind of night!" and all is forgiven. Hahaha.
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...
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.
