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Nope! Hahaha. Siege, who doesn't even like being touched, endured an hour long, rigorous massage in the hopes that he'd get to finally learn about the "ancient Chinese secret," and got gypped!
siege's white trash birthday bash
March 02, 2005
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Siege and Astra.
siege's white trash birthday bash
March 02, 2005
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Eureka! This one's perfect. Holy shit we're fucking ugly. No wonder neither of us can ever get laid!
the 2nd fiasco show and matt lesser's birthday
January 21, 2005
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Mine's even better in this pic but Siege is looking downright cute. That won't do at all!
the 2nd fiasco show and matt lesser's birthday
January 21, 2005
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Outside Siege and I tried to make the ugliest faces that we could. Pretty good.
the 2nd fiasco show and matt lesser's birthday
January 21, 2005
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Siege and Meredith.
the 2nd fiasco show and matt lesser's birthday
January 21, 2005
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Siege and KT.
the 2nd fiasco show and matt lesser's birthday
January 21, 2005
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Siege, Sarah and Cat.
the 2nd fiasco show and matt lesser's birthday
January 21, 2005
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I'm a big boy now!
new years eve 2004
December 31, 2004
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One of these guys is doing his own thing...
new years eve 2004
December 31, 2004
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Besides getting some great boob pics at the party, I also won a $20 bet. This girl was talking about the movie Goonies and turned and asked me "Hey, what was the name of the lumpy head guy?" "Sloth," I told her. "Sloth Fratelli." She was like "That's not even close." Anyway, I was positive that it was this his name. We were gonna Google it, but no computers were around. In the end, we decided that we'd walk around the party and ask other party-goers the same question. If at least five other people, unprompted by me, named the lumpy-headed character in question as "Sloth," I'd win $20. If, I couldn't find five partygoers to corraborate, I'd have to pay her $20. Needless to say, I had that shit wrapped up in about three minutes. Here's me with the girl I made the bet with. Hahah. (Just for the record, I'm so right.)
new years eve 2004
December 31, 2004
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Group shot underground.
new years eve 2004
December 31, 2004
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A little while after the ball dropped, Amanda got a Happy New Year phone call from her mom...
new years eve 2004
December 31, 2004
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After leaving Jenny and Jamie's party, we hit the street to meet up with Siege, Katie and Amanda and head to John and Terri's apartment right on the water to watch the fireworks from the rooftop. But not before we had a quick in-between cars...
new years eve 2004
December 31, 2004
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Smoochy-smoochy at midnight.
new years eve 2004
December 31, 2004
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Siege and Katie.
new years eve 2004
December 31, 2004
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Clayton Cubbitt: Panty Investigator.
new years eve 2004
December 31, 2004
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Siege, who's my favorite photographer in the world, was on hand to give my camera sultry, squinty looks.
fiasco's first show at the delancey
December 17, 2004
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Siege and Katie. (Check out Siege's "Hey, that's not how you do karate moves" expression). Good costume-couples know that it's...
back in nyc again: part one
November 18, 2004
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Ready?
back in nyc again: part one
November 18, 2004
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After we bowed our goodbyes (check out Grant copping a cheap feel in the background...ha!)...
back in nyc again: part one
November 18, 2004
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...a "costume-themed Sunday movie party."
back in nyc again: part one
November 18, 2004
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KT and Siege (rocking a handlebar).
moving to san francisco going away party: part one
August 24, 2004
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On Friday afternoon, Grant and I met up for lunch with Siege and Katie at TeaNY.
the july roundup: part one
July, 2004
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We shot up on the roof of the building where Nerve has its offices. While Siege was crossing the roof, he unknowingly walked across some boards that were covering an ELEVATOR SHAFT and fell through UP TO HIS WAIST. If he hadn't managed to stop himself, he totally would have fallen ELEVEN STORIES down an ELEVATOR SHAFT!

How insane is it that this is a picture of Siege just having saved himself from death. (Er, how about the fact that I didn't know Siege had fallen into an elevator shaft so I stopped to take this photo before helping him out. Sorry for almost killing you, for the sake of a photo!)

Fast forward a couple of minutes later and I ended up making a stupid bet. Which ends up leading to photos like...
the july roundup: part one
July, 2004
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Siege, Katie and Liz on the shiny, pleather couch.
fireworks go up show at luna lounge
May 28, 2004
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Here's Siege (aka - Clayton James Cubitt) the Grizza and me in our rental car leaving the city.
poughkeepsie sex city
May 15, 2004
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Once we were in town, our plan was to seek out naughty sexy fun. We asked around a bit and found out there was a rock show going on at the venue called The Chance.
poughkeepsie sex city
May 15, 2004
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Based on our inability to find the dirt in Poughkeepsie, the column was killed. But hey, milkshakes, right?
poughkeepsie sex city
May 15, 2004
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There were also some really amazing pictures of Siege and I sneakily posing next to all sorts of angst-ridden crazily dressed teens, but one of Siege's hard drives failed and those pics are now lost forever! Boo!
poughkeepsie sex city
May 15, 2004
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Squinty Siege. After eating, we also went to a strip club, but they wouldn't let us in with cameras and a few other bars, but then it started pouring rain and we decided to call it a night and head back to NYC.
poughkeepsie sex city
May 15, 2004
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Siege reviewing the night's less-than-spectacular results while I try to make Blue Steel faces.
poughkeepsie sex city
May 15, 2004
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Turns out - there ISN'T ANY! We drove around the town aimlessly for another 35 minutes stopping people and trying to get a bead on something naughty or sexy but came up empty. In the end we headed to a diner because a milkshake will always make things better.
poughkeepsie sex city
May 15, 2004
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Friday night Grant and I met up with Siege and company at Bar13.
the april roundup
April, 2004
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But then we realized that we're living in the golden years and everything was coo-day-la.
the april roundup
April, 2004
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Here's Siege at the end of our meal enjoying his "baked potato trailer park ice cream cake." Happy Birthday, you fucking twisted freak .
the march roundup
March, 2004
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Corn dogs and deepthroating - it's like a perfect birthday dream.
the march roundup
March, 2004
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And here's the mohawk version. This one only worked out on Siege.
the march roundup
March, 2004
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Later that evening, I met up with Siege and Katie in Greenwich Village for a lil' dinner celebrating Siege's birthday (this one for the people that weren't able to attend the his Stripper Birthday party at good ol' Pumps in Brooklyn).
the march roundup
March, 2004
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Siegelet.
the march roundup
March, 2004
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Siege had recently been hired by a fashion magazine to do a shoot that featured "wiglets." Which are little tiny wigs that apparently help bald people look like they have either a Hitler haircut or a mohawk. (Uh, wiglets? What the fuck is wrong with people?) We had no choice but to pass them around the table.
the march roundup
March, 2004
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Our cab-van showed shortly after that and ushered us to safety! Happy Birthday Siege!
moving day and siege's birthday
February 28, 2004
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I had Siege climb up and stand on top of the dumpster out front so he could pose with their faaaaaaaaancy marquis.
moving day and siege's birthday
February 28, 2004
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Siege's mom sent up this King Cake from New Orleans. Every King Cake has a little plastic baby baked into it (which leads me to believe you can't be sued for negligence in the state of Louisiana) - if you get the piece of cake that has the baby - you win a prize. And in the case of Siege's birthday party, that prize would be a lapdance from the girl of your choice at...drumroll please...
moving day and siege's birthday
February 28, 2004
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Siege, Dahlia and Crazy Lauren (former Nerve.com photo-editor).
moving day and siege's birthday
February 28, 2004
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"...GAY!" The best thing about Greenpoint Tavern is...
moving day and siege's birthday
February 28, 2004
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"Happy Birthday! You're..."
moving day and siege's birthday
February 28, 2004
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After the screening, I headed back into Brooklyn to celebrate Siege's birthday! (Grant cried about being tired from moving all day and went home leaving me to go alone). Here's Katie and the birthday boy unwrapping presents at the Greenpoint Tavern.
moving day and siege's birthday
February 28, 2004
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Siege.
welcome back grant party
February 26, 2004
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Uh-oh, this one might be a giveaway (note Caitlin's eyes).
welcome back grant party
February 26, 2004
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Transaction complete! (Note Caitlin pulling another great expression of astonishment)
welcome back grant party
February 26, 2004
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Money changing hands...interesting...
welcome back grant party
February 26, 2004
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Siege holds up his fingers and tells us how he just...

Aw, heck, as a parting gift to my main man Grant (I since moved to San Francisco, remember?) I won't caption these next few pictures. See if you can figure out what Grant paid Siege for. Please post your theories in the comments section!
welcome back grant party
February 26, 2004
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If you talked to any person from each of our respective high schools they wouldn't believe that these days girls actually let us touch them (Hell, Siege even gets paid to take pictures of him touching them!) If someone had managed to harness our combined adolescent sexual angst, we could've powered New York City for several days.
welcome back grant party
February 26, 2004
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When Siege leaves his little "SiegeLair," you know something special's going on. Here's the legend in the flesh with Cynthia and Katie. You don't even want to know where that finger's been...but more on that later.
welcome back grant party
February 26, 2004
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Group shot.
stellastarr and w hotel party
February 03, 2004
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After karaoke, I walked up to the W in Union Square to wish Katie a happy bday! Katie and (my fave photographer) Siege.
stellastarr and w hotel party
February 03, 2004
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Me bite your face!
stellastarr and w hotel party
February 03, 2004
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Siege's finger: Contoured for your pleasure.
stellastarr and w hotel party
February 03, 2004
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Hahaha. Look at Katie's red face and she struggles not to scream.
stellastarr and w hotel party
February 03, 2004
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It's time for birthday spankings! Shhhhh! Try to be quiet.
stellastarr and w hotel party
February 03, 2004
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Here's Cynthia and Siege.
the february roundup
February, 2004
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Hahaha. Yeah, Siege.
the november roundup
November, 2003
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On Thursday night Grant called me from LA to tell me that his buddy Clayton Cubitt (aka "Siege" a photographer who work Grant and I both love whom Grant had met while writing a piece about him for Nerve) was going to Marc Baptiste's photo opening near my apartment and that I should meet up with him. I got set up on my very first grown-up "play date."
the november roundup
November, 2003
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At this point in the night, Siege felt like an old friend - not only could he help clear a circle in a crowd of people with his perviness, we also found we shared equal loves for both taking dirty pictures of girls (his are way better than mine), having our buttocks cupped by women we don't know all that well and...
the november roundup
November, 2003