I got up to help him out and was told that he didn't need any help "figuring out his own camera, Goddamnit!" So I took some photos of everyone waiting. Hahah.
After all getting crunked up at The Barn (uh, except for me Dad, because I was the driver) we headed over to The Roxbury Diner (which we all know is really still called The Victoria Diner) for some late night grub. I like how when everyone started throwing gangsigns, my brother's gangsign is to simultaneously pinch both his titties and look "naughty."
...round up a crew and head to the local townie bar that's called "The Barn!" Believe it or not, The Barn actually used to be a restaurant called Seafood Shack when I was growing up in town! Seafood Shack. A winning name like that and they still went out of business. Shocking, right? Steak Shanty is gone as well. Go figure.) Anyway, over holidays The Barn is the defacto place that everyone I went to high school with goes to catch up with everyone else. Here's Amy (my brother's girlfriend), Grant, Brett and Meredith preparing for their very first Barn Experience!
...Tha Grizza! Talk about the two best Thanksgiving guests of all time! We hopped on an NJ Transit Train headed westward towards Succasunna, NJ (where I grew up!).
Die The on Wednesday night, Grant and Meredith took the NJTransit Train out to NJ with me to spend Thanksgiving dinner with my family! (More of this coming soon in a whole separate entry).
Grant's making a face in this picture like he's already mad about the whole fan joke I made up above (almost 11 months later). Before we headed home for the night, we decided to step into the photoboth and commemorate the night. (Because there's definitely not enough pictures of me and my friends acting stupid).
...Meredith and Grant (and I forget who the girl on the left is - someone's friend from out of town? A stranger that met on the street?) over on Avenue A. If it's after 4am and you're on Ave A and you've been drinking, there's a pretty darn good chance that you're going to end up...
Meredith, Grant, Amanda, Sarah and Devin (who we all met through this site! Devin did all the design-work for the first incarnation of the Fiasco site and as a thank you, the band flew he and his wife up to NYC to see the first show!)
Awwwww! Thanks so much guys! You are the best friends ever. (Sorry I moved back so soon!). I started to put my gifts away and they were all like "No, no, no. After all the time we spent rounding that stuff up, you're wearing it at the party, CALIFORNIA BOY!"
After he was finished pouting, Grant rallied and exacted his revenge. Not only did he wrestle Meredith down to the filthy floor of Lit and give her a hickey...
On the street outside of Remote we ran into Grant's former interm Noah and her friend who gave Grant the mutual "get a load of this guy" (because they were both wearing Robert Smith clothing items!).
And then Grant impressed us with his pole tricks. (Actually ladies, this is only one of his "pole tricks." He'll happily show you his other if you ask next time you see him.)
Despite only getting a few hours of sleep, we managed to pick up the van and be heading beachward before noon. Here's me, Meredith, Grant, Rachel and David and Miye in the back! Rented van, wooooooo!
Okay, back to Misshapes. Here's Grant (earning bonus points for his Rolling Stone shirt prescience) Meredith (making a Mr. Magoo face) and Sarah "Wish She Didn't Have a Boyfriend" Harrison. (Just to clarify - that's me wishing, not her.)
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