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PRUUUUNE! Works for dudes too, apparently!
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Woke up with a terrible sore throat and fever on Saturday.
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Look at the camera!
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Here's me a few hours later after my new board clocked me in the face. I buried my nose, went over the front of the board, and when I came up for air, the edge of my board bonked me in the forehead right above my left eye and the sharp-edge of one of the fins when into the meat of my nose where the bridge meets the brow. I saw stars and had those few moments where I was afraid to take my hand away from my face because I was expecting a lot of blood. All things considered, I got off relatively unscathed!
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And then a few blocks further, 166 Sanchez where I ended up living for about five months!
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A really not-so-cool thing is the cone-shaped metal sensor that leaves a divit in your forehead! (The new headset is much more improved...and cheaper).
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Me with a 10' longboard.
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November 18, 2010
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I tried a new place for a haircut and they have me SPOCK bangs!
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I woke up on Sunday morning with crazy post-Halloween hair and (secret tranny!) residual eye make up!
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Married guy!
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Showing off the Edie shirt that I "borrowed" from Leigh.
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..the sign spun around! Haha.
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...I was experiencing LEVEL 4 amounts of pain and discomfort. The doctor told me I didn't have swine flu; just a nasty cold...
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When we got to the doctor's office, they gave me this face mask to wear! Remember back two years ago there was a big panic about swine flu? They had just started quarantining people and I was worried that they weren't going to let me board our honeymoon plane to Bali if I was running a fever!
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I saved the two biggest boxes for last. The first turned out to be a rice cooker. Hey, what kind of birthday present is this?
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Who's happy summer's here? THIS GUY!
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You're the man now, dog. Hahaha.
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Same goes for this girl. I no longer have any recollection of who she is, but apparently, we bonded enough that night that I apparently felt comfortable sniffing her hair for this photo (while double-fisting a PBR and Johnny combo, no less).
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Remember how earlier on I mentioned that Corey Feldman had moved into the apartment 3D, just a few doors down us? I totally wasn't kidding! Sarah made friends with him in the hallway and he totally invited our apartment to attend his upcoming birthday party.
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Scott, Emily and me. Aw, yeah - Roxbury High School!
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The guy in the black leather jacket was pretty much the drunkest ambulatory person I've ever seen in my life. All throughout the show he wove his way in and out of the audience, jumping around, spilling drinks and either routing for or heckling the band. (He was so drunk it wasn't clear what he was yelling. Just that he was very enthusiastic about whatever it was he was yelling.)
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I ran into fellow karaoke over-enthusiast Jamie Kirkpatrick who I immediate photo-chastised for drinking a fucking Original Sin cider...wtf???
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Who looks like a little Mexican bee? Tinny does!
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Here's me in the pre-game using the international sign language for "YOU are GOING DOWN!" (As in "You are going to lose this game." Not the other "YOU are GOING DOWN!" There's a whole different set of gestures for that one. Be careful not to confuse the two or you could end up playing the strangest game of Scrabble in your life...or uh, becoming really good friends with a deaf person. It could go either way.)
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Later that afternoon the ladies took me to Red Bamboo for some vegetarian soul food. (Most likely, because unbeknownst to me, I was being taken to a steakhouse for my birthday dinner and this gave the two vegetarians a chance to fill up!).
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Grant, the Fatty and me. We made it up to Sarah's rooftop just in time to catch the start of...
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Meanwhile, back on the other side of the bar, Karen and I found found Brother Lawrence making out with Bridgette! Uh-oh! Right around this time, I asked Karen if she wanted to take "a birthday photo with my balls" (because, as you may have surmised by reading this site, I'm just that kind of guy). Not only did Karen accept, she raised the ante and agreed to take what is probably the steepest ball photo on my site...
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Lori Craven even managed to sneak away from her two babies and came up from Souther Jersey to see the show!
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"Yeah, Candy. Her, right there. She's the one I'm taking home. Mark my words."
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Normally, I'd edit these down - but that blonde girl made so many awesome faces it just wouldn't fair to not show you all of them.
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Me and Amber doing our best Saturday Night Fever.
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Ladies, you know him, you love him...and if you live in NYC, he's probably gotten drunk and tried to play grab-ass with you - it's Greg the Boyfriend! (Yo, besides Sarah's blog, Greg is the only other person I know whose website I actually read. If you haven't been there, go now.)
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Here's Vin getting ready to light what he's betting me $20 will be his "last cigarette...EVER!" (Update: He managed to make it for six days before he had to hand over a Mr. Jackson.)
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What about *discowink* now?
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Meanwhile, across the dancefloor, I was about to take Dani to a little place I like to call Jersey Boogie School.
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If you look closely, you can just barely see Grant peeking out between me and Fatty.
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...quickly digressed into another Sears' Catalog-inspired photo shoot. "Look! Over there!" "No! Look over there!"
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Then it was back to more sightseeing. Clark: "Look kids! Big Ben!"
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Eighteen and life, YOU'VE got it.
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September 21, 2003
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We even had enough time to grab a calzone at the pizza parlor around the corner from the theater. "No Fatty, you're the man now, dawg." (As much as I'd like to solely credit our win to Fatty's superb driving, Frank's inability to operate a motor vehicle and his lack of understanding of even the most basic of traffic rules probably didn't hurt our team either).
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I was trying to take a video of us rocking out but took a picture instead and managed to capture us in the midst of some pretty serious MetalFaces (check out Fatty pretending to play kit in the background with his DrummerFAce in full effect. Hahaha).
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...special guest star (via the magic of Photoshop)...[drumroll please]
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After a few minutes of me sitting next to Vin, Marco notices that we're both wearing the same shirt (albeit, in different colors) and starts totally giving us shit. (Keep this in mind for later...)
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No, no, no...you're the man now, dog.
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Me, Grant and my roommie, Victoria.
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"Houston...we have mullet."
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...and we finally managed to blend in at The Hole. "Haaaaaay!"
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Me and Jo Jo on tha go go. Yo, you gotta be pretty hard to rock the paisley vest, you know what I'm saying?
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"Well I guess it would be nice / If I could touch your body / You know not everybody / Has got a body like you," I sang to David as he smiled and coyly rubbed his groin.
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Yep, we're stuck.
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Seeing Sam's unit had the girls next door clammoring for more ridge so I stepped in to add to the show.