limo

June 30, 2007

Our limo driver was THE MAN and we somehow managed to beat the bride and groom to the reception hall!

June 30, 2007

wedding ↗+

See you at the reception in 45 minutes! Hope we're sober enough to get out of the car!

June 30, 2007

...and me, Steph, Kent, John got in another. Steph broke out the champagne and booze before that mutha even left the curb.

June 30, 2007

Scott, Erika, the bridal party...

June 30, 2007

erika ↗+

...and the kids got into one limo...

June 30, 2007

...everyone got in their limos and we headed to the reception!

June 30, 2007

We were all starving so we headed...

June 16, 2007

russ ↗+
tim f ↗+

...and gave some pound love to our driver and thanked him for ferrying us around all night!

June 16, 2007

scott ↗+

We took one last admiring look at our totally awesome limo...

June 16, 2007

Wakey, wakey, Gents! Looks like we've arrived at...

June 16, 2007

Scott lasted long enough to finish his final beer...

June 16, 2007

We left Scandals a little after 3am and headed back into Manhattan to the hotel in Times Square that everyone but me was going to be crashing at.

June 16, 2007

...then decided to take a lil' nappy-nap for the rest of the ride.

June 16, 2007

..the limo that had mirrored ceilings, and headed across the 59th Street Bridge into Queens in order to go to a noody bar.

June 16, 2007

john c ↗+

After a couple more hours of barhopping, around 1:30 we hopped back in the limo...

June 16, 2007

Kent and Jeff.

June 16, 2007

Scott: Crossing the 59th Street Bridge and feelin' groooooooovy.

June 16, 2007

...huge, white, Cadillac Escalade strech limo!

June 16, 2007

And then headed cross-town to do a bunch of bar hopping on the Upper East Side.

June 16, 2007

Scott and Tim in the back! I love how excited Tim is about going drinking. Hahaha. I hadn't been out in NYC with these two since Scott's 27th birthday (over 5 years ago! Holy shit, we're old).

the may roundup: part one

June 16, 2007

And so our classy night was taken to even classier heights.

May, 2007

me ↗+
paula ↗+

Right as we were leaving the restaurant (at 2am!), a white Cadillac strech-limo (that looked like it had just driven to Manhattan FROM THE 80s), pulled up to the curb and asked us if we wanted a ride! Out of habit, I waved him away with my hand, but Matt was intrigued and asked "How much to go to the Lower East Side?"

I missed out on the finer points of the negotiation (me = totally wasted, remember?), but the next thing I know, Matt's grinning from ear to ear and waving us all into the back of the limo.

the may roundup: part one

May, 2007

elle ↗+
matt ↗+

Hey, hey! It's Frank the Bachelor!

July 08, 2004

...we hit the SUPERLIMO one last time to be driven home.

July 08, 2004

Wednesday night at 7pm sharp, my cell phone rang. It was Seth. "Battjer, look out your window, we're heeeeeeeeeeere." I pulled back my bedroom curtain and instantly shuddered. After rhetorically asking myself countless times "What kind of douchenozzle would actually ever drive around Manhattan in a fucking HUMMER-LIMO?" I'd finally answered my own question. Doh. (In Seth's defense, he'd actually ordered a normal strech limo but it'd broken down and this was the only other car the company had onhand that would accomodate our group.)

July 08, 2004

wtf ↗+

After our club "experience" (I seem to recall getting treated to visually stunning dispaly of vaginal gymnastics including a woman who smoked a cigarette "down there") we hopped back into the limo and headed back to Manhattan to find something to eat.

July 08, 2004

grant ↗+
best ↗+

...while Seth fired up his laptop in search of our next pervy destination.

July 08, 2004

Condom hat and "You're-getting-married" ball & chain: Check.

July 08, 2004

And Chef, well he just took it easy in the corner.

July 08, 2004

...NEON CHARIOT of military might! We all sang songs...

July 08, 2004

The Fatty sipping on a cerveza.

July 08, 2004

fatty ↗+

Colin "Big Daddy" Gentle kicking it Jodeci style in the back o' tha limo.

July 08, 2004

colin ↗+

Seth "Bachelor Mastermind" Miller.

July 08, 2004

After being dropped off at my apartment, here's my 5am photo of SUPERLIMO driving away to drop off the rest of the boys. Congrats, Frank!

July 08, 2004

Yours truly.

July 08, 2004

me ↗+

Antonio (who you may remember from the night we did karaoke and Tracey Morgan showed up) and Frank.

July 08, 2004

True computer nerd that he is, Seth had brought his laptop complete with an Excel spreadsheet that listed all the NYC-area titty bars and the pros and cons of each (topless only, full nude, drinks available, etc).

July 08, 2004

With Frank properly attired, we instructed the driver to make a few victory laps around Soho so we could shoot the shit and have a few drinks before our first destination: Blue Mountain BBQ on Spring St.

July 08, 2004

Here's a no-flash shot just so you can appreciate the neon accents (just like way back when we were in Montreal, right?)

July 08, 2004

Bellies full o' BBQ, we hopped back into the limo and looked to Seth for the next destiniation.

moving day and siege's birthday

July 08, 2004

Our cab-van showed shortly after that and ushered us to safety! Happy Birthday Siege!

February 28, 2004

Time out! On my walk up Bowery to meet Grant and the boys for a little pre-karaoke Thai dinner, I saw a white, 40ft Hummer limo parked outside of CBGBs. As I passed the open door, I was almost blinded by bling. A white Hummer stretch limo? Vision-restrictive amounts of bling? There could only be one human responsible for that - That's right, y'all, it's BIG RAY. Ray was an "investor" in a studio we built when I was a partner in on online music start-up. Turns out one of the bands he manages was playing CBGBs that night and it gave us a chance to catch up.

welcome back grant party

February 26, 2004

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I was was waiting on the curb for a cab when a livery car pulled up and agreed to take me to JFK on the cheap (suh-weet!). This guy was a character, because he picked me up near Chinatown, he kept wanting to talk to me about Chinese people. He asked me "Hey, didja ever notice how Chinese ladies don't really have any butts?" Before I could answer, he launched into this story about how a relative of his worked for some jean company and when they wanted to sell their jeans in asia, they had to redesign them. "See, I'm not trying to be racist," he saw me laughing at his story, "I'm just trying to say that it's scientifically known...they have different butts!"

trip to cali part 1: nyc to la

December 10, 2003

driving ↗+

Here's a picture taken to document Grant's promise to me that he would under go "saline augmentation of the scrotum" for his next "I Did It For Science" column. Booyah!

November 22, 2002

Back in tha lizzimo.

November 22, 2002

Oh, and mirrored ceilings. You gotta have mirrored ceilings.

November 22, 2002

....a night out on the town! Seth being a pimped-ass high roller, he called in to have a limo chaffeur our asses around all night. Nothing says class like a white-stretch with neon underrunners, baby.