I left Aziza's after-work party to hang out with Rachael. I told Aziza to text me if they ended up in the East Village. She texted me at 3am and I totally...
Around 1am, the party started moving into "full effect." (As clearly evidenced by this picture of Rachael enjoying some smoked Italian meat and a glass of "white zinf" on the kitchen floor. Yes!)
On Thursday night I went right down the street to Drop Off Service to celebrate Rachael's 28th birthday! Here's Emily and the birthday day girl getting ready to hoist shots of tequila.
On Saturday night I went out for Emily C's 28th birthday! Here's the birthday girl with Rachael! (I went to high school with these two lovelies! There were freshman when I was a big, bad senior. Awwwww!)
On Wednesday night I took the train out to New Jersey for Thanksgiving! I went to The Barn (the bar in my town where everyone goes every year hoping to see other high school classmates) but for some reason, this is the only I have of the night! WTF? Here's Adam Padfield and Rachael!
I've known her since 1993 (which means she knew me when I had the Steven Segal haircut: Shaved around the sides with a pony-tail in the back! *Shudder!* Hey, it was Jersey in the early nineties! Whaddya want from me?)
And then later that night I met up with Emily and Rachael to celebrate Rachael's 26th birthday! Happy Birthday, Ray Ray! That about wraps up the first half of the July Roundup! Part Two coming soon!
Rachael and me (I'm just noticing now how much that black sweater of mine shrunk in the was - it's starting to looking like a god-damned baby-tee. Jesus.)
Later that night, Rachael, Emily, Meredith and I headed up to the very classy Pat's Bar in Landing, NJ (it's sort of become a holiday tradition over the years).
Caitlin works at an ice cream store and showed up at the party with a garbage bag full of pints. Look at the drunkies I found out on the backporch getting their ice cream on. I think I caught Emily in the middle of a "ow, fuck! Brainfreeze!" moment.
Shortly after this pic was taken, we all tried to go to The Hole and after a disastrous misunderstanding at the door (don't ask), Grant, Rachael and Jesse decided to head back to NJ.
On Friday night birthday girl Rachael braved the pouring rain and came in from Hoboken with her boyfriend Grant and her roommate Jesse to meet up with Emily, Tara and myself at Pop.
Later on Christmas night, my mom and I went down the street to meet up with Rachael (my high school sweetheart, aw...) and her little (not-so-little anymore) sister Casey for some serious sleighriding action.
Casey was lamenting the fact that she wasn't blessed with the same big boobs that her sister and her mother have - so Rachael started sculpting giant snowboobs on her.
Here's my little brother Brett providing further evidence to support the recent scientific discovery that being the "motherfucking Mack Daddy" is likely genetically predisposed.
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