...at the Russian Baths. I took Scott through several intense rounds of very hot steam heat followed by at least 60 seconds in the 40-degree cold-plunge pool.
It was pleasantly mind-bending to spend the day at Action Park with Scott's kids who are only a few years shy of being the same age we were when we used to go there twenty years ago! Great seeing you guys!
So good to spend time catching up with these guys! When we were in high school, the Little Toot, the boat you see in the background, was in the water at various marinas around NJ and upstate NY and we used to have sleepover parties on it.
....celebrate Scott's birthday with tickets to see Louis CK! (Meredith and I were in the weird phase of having to explain to everyone that we'd split up and no longer living together, but that we were still friends and you didn't have to pick a side).
At some point during October, I lost my camera along with all of the photos from the beginning of the month. (I was just getting used to Meredith and I separating so it was a quiet few weeks). Fast-forward to the end of the month: I bought a new camera and Scott & Erika came into town to...
And an extra special thanks to Scott & Leigh! In addition to pulling dance moves like this all night, they also shot tons of footage and interviews of the party...
After we'd finished loading up the Uhaul, we loaded up Scott's trailer with a bunch of furniture for the house that he and Erika had just purchased and were in the midst of renovating!
Since you're at San Loco at 3:55am and there's still 5 minutes left before they stop selling alcohol why not just also order a couple of shots of tequila while you're waiting for your tacos, right?
Then later that night I took a ride up to Pat's Bar in Landing to visit Scott, who after years on the waiting list, is finally a regular bartender at Pat's!
Something we didn't discover until like an hour later when we were trying to leave the apartment for dinner! Luckily for us all, Scott is handy dandy, and after a couple of minutes with assorted drills and hammers (sorry about the noise, brand new neighbors) he had the door (sort of) closing again! Yay!
We finished around 5:30. Here's Scott, Matt, Mer and Murdo celebrating after getting the final item into the apartment. After all the lugging, we decided to all head out for Thai food and feed everyone that helped with the move. Thanks so much for helping everyone! Every day I feel lucky to have the friends that I do. ;)
Which the locals affectionately refer to as "The D.P." (which is accidental comedy gold as far as I'm concerned).
When most people think of New Jersey, they think of Guidos and horrible orange-women with belly-jewelry. While that's certainly something that Jersey should be famous for, what most people don't realize is that if you go into any part of western NJ near the PA border, Jersey is totally filled with rednecks! The DP was the embodiment of Jersey redneckness. We walked in the place and it was filled with bearded men wearing cowboy hats singing along to the country music that was blasting over the PA. Scott looked like he fit in, but me, I looked like someone in need of an ass-kicking so we only stayed for a beer.
...and we drove out to Washington Township to see the new house he and Erika had bought! They'd just gutted it and had just begun the process of framing out a new floorplan!
...and they came out with their three kinds in a mini-procession! The best part about the whole bit? The fact that they chose Welcome to the Jungle as the song the DJ blasted when they came into the room. Amazing!
