Bowling in Latham with Jeff and his buds.

Holiday Bowling

At the Latham Bowl with the Brunski siblings and assorted peeps. I shot some of my best games ever; I think two of three were over 150. (Hey, for me, that's good. I won two games, I know, which is just astounding.)

I was "Buttons" and Jeff was "Zippers," I think.

Don't Laugh. At this point, she's the third-string Philly QB.

Halloween at Dougles' apartment on the corner of 2nd and 2nd.

Leah's decktop party. Anna MacCormack holds court with me and Dave up in the open air on top of the Horatio Street apartment building in the West Village, hard by the Hudson River.

The Streak is Over, The Yanks go to .500

I was at this game. Derek Jeter hit a first-pitch homer in the bottom of the first (off Barry Zito) to break an oh-for-32 schneid. The Yankees went on to win, 7-5, with Mariano closing it out.

This was the big turnaround series, where the Yanks swept Oakland and the Big Three, started off by Big Rubes' chalk-duster double with the bases jacked to put them up for good in the eighth inning of the first game.

203 Spring Street : Den of Iniquity

Leah's birthday at 203 Spring Street. I was in rare form, and apparently there was an "incident" involving my grabbing Alexis' ass.

Hey, she wasn't engaged... yet.

I regret nothing.

New Years a la Bushwick

She's no angel. Leah representin' on New Years Eve at the apartment in Bushwick. We'd (Dunn, Alissa, Leah, and me) certainly planned to go out, but never managed to get off our duffs. We made just fine by ourselves, all things considered.