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.
Best picture ever! Liz and Frank making the rounds to all the tables. (Boy, this "small party" is getting to seem more and more like a REGULAR WEDDING! And Liz, isn't that like a wedding dress you're wearing? Mrs. Picarazzi totally tricked you two into HAVING A WEDDING! Hahahaha.)
Awwww. (Rumor has it that Frank had to go to dance school for the party. Thought you'd be able to avoid that with the whole "sneaky beach wedding" thing, eh? WRONG!)
On Sunday, Fatty and I headed out to Brooklyn to meet up with Colin, Heather and Frank in Prospect Park. After a few hours of tossing the 'bee around, Heather suggested we check out the Japanese Cherry Blossom Festival at the nearby Brooklyn Botanical Gardens.
After a long day of moving, we all headed back to my apartment on the Bowery where Frank and Liz thanked us with pies from Lombardi's! Mmmmmmmmmm! Best pizza in the world. Then after dinner...
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.)
Here's Fatty telling his amazing story (complete with hand gestures) about a Russian girl he'd met through online dating who was only interested in getting her "rear emmissions checked" (if you know what I'm sayin'). Look at Frank's face, he's totally caught in the middle of saying "Duuuuude."
Late, late in the day, Fatty showed up with some Russian girl that'd he'd met earlier on the week, but he didn't hang out with us becuase he was on a "date." We all left together, though. From L to R: Liz, Grant, Erica, Fatty, his Russian date, and there's Seven Layer down at the bottom.
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