Saturday, January 27, 2007
Saturday, January 06, 2007
The 40 Mulberry Street Debacle
Firstly, it must be stated baldly and without recourse to either modesty or obliqueness that it was Gwen's décolletage that got our song played seconds after the slip was given to the DJ.
She didn't believe it would work. I did. I made her believe. And I was right.
I, apparently, close my eyes when singing Journey.
... and Air Supply.
A little dance to go with our song....
She didn't believe it would work. I did. I made her believe. And I was right.
I, apparently, close my eyes when singing Journey.
... and Air Supply.
A little dance to go with our song....
Monday, January 01, 2007
New Year's Eve
Ringing in the New Year at Rich's apartment, with Champagne. Lots of Champagne. I believe this was our fourth bottle.
Watching the fireworks over Central Park.
Getting a photo taken with (and by) on of New York's Finest.
A Lady and the Tramp moment with the cheese fondue. We had some trouble keeping the fondue at the proper temperature... just about any Sterno at all had them boiling pretty hard.
"That sounds like armchair etymology, Viv. Can you site any primary sources?"
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