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Seth and Erinne.
new year's eve
December 31, 2003
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C'mon sing it boys. Took the L back into Manhattan to First Ave and walked down to 8th street to check in on the Fatty's party. I got there at 2:15am and found that things were already in, as they say, "full effect." Here's Setty and Frank.
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After the gig, we hopped in Seth's fancy Mercedes and headed up towards the Empire State Building for a lil' late night treat. Aw yeah, White Castle! (Seth lives up in Boston where they don't have the WC, so it was worth the pilgrimage).
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With a belly fulla greasy C-grade meat, Frank, the Fatty and I decided to call it an early night. Here's Seth giving the international sign for "you're a pussy."
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...and the one and only Seth Miller on vox. (All of the smaller pics that you see here were lifted off of Em & Lo's website.) And yes, they're available for weddings. Make sure to check out their killer set list.
em and lo's book reading
November 25, 2003
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Seth and Lo.
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Chip, Matt Stone, Seth and Seth's mom (awwwww)!
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November 25, 2003
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After the video, Six Piece Nastee retook the stage...
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But not nearly as happy as this picture makes me. There's too much going on for me to even write about (but I do need to at least mention Seth's gratuitious cupping of Matt's tits).
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Just call on me brother when you need a friend. (This picture makes me happy too).
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September 02, 2003
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I have no idea why I'm pulling that face - maybe I was singing?
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Seth slayed the audiece with kick-ass version of Stevie Wonder's "Superstition."
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As the night gained momentum, we abandoned our little table in the corner and took over the couch directly in front of the stage. Here's Frank, Seth, Colin and Tara.
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Frank and Seth, soaked from the rain - at our lil' table in the corner.
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September 02, 2003
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Seth, one of the stars of "The Story That Can't Be Told", Sarah, and me.
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The Six of us looking surprisingly not-hungover (um, expcept for Fatty).
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Back at the hotel...
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This is hands down my favorite pic of the night. Bert N' Tha Boyz.
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We summoned Bert, our driver, and piled into the van for the big 3 mile trip home (bonus points to Frank for picking his nose).
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Then the bartender, Frank, Colin and Seth sang the theme song to "The Jeffersons" (movin' on up...) in four-part harmony.
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So somewhere around this time, I started spitting on my friends. Well, more like spitting on my hand and throwing it at them. I don't know, it seemed funny at the time. Needless to say, people weren't happy with me. After realizing that I'd been an asshole, I apologized and Seth opened his arms for a hug. Little did I know, it was a set up: while I was hugging Seth, Grant snuck up behind me and poured his beer down my shirt (while Fatty, privy to the plan, waited in the wings with the camera. Bastards).
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Seth was kind enough to offer me a sip of his water as a chaser. Only after a I swallowed did I realize his "water" was actually a glass of vodka with just a little bit of ice. A real prince among men, I tell ya.
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We headed out to some restaurant on the water of dinner and some drinks. Yay, drinks!
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After dinner, we once again failed miserably to integrate with the fellow Newportians...
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...backup arrived in the form of Seth, fresh outta the car from Boston. (Bonus points to Frank for pulling that shit-eating grin.)
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Afterwards, it was time for Seth to go solo with a little "New York State of Mind" action.
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Hahaha.
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Then Big Daddy stepped up to back Seth (check out Tracy and his friend cheering on the white boys in the background).
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Here's me with Sheff and Seth (who had just arrived in town on Sheff's brand, new boat. Which being 40' is prolly more appropriately called a yacht. Jesus.)
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...and then halfway through the song, took that mother over. Check out Tracy (making the Brian Fellows face!) and Shawn looking on in awe! Hahaha.
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After he'd finished singing, one of Tracy's friends (Shawn Wayans, I think) came up on stage and the band kicked off a Stevie Wonder tune. Seth ran up and joined them to first provide some backing harmonies...
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We also ran into my friend Seth!

Ohhhh, man. I'm so not allowed to tell you about the rest of the night. (I want to type it sooooo bad. My fingers are trembling with the desire to spill forth the bestest story ever). But alas, I promised Colin (the artist formerly known as Big Daddy) that this story would stay under wraps until at least 2013. Check back then, please. Thank you.
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Saturday night Grant and I stayed in watching TV at my house until like 1am (losers) and then finally got our asses in gear to go meet Seth (who had just come down from Boston) and a bunch of other people at Antarctica. (L to R: Seth, Big Daddy, Grant [looking tres Billyburg in his gay-ass, cocked, camo hat] and me).