Leah's Birthday

Daniela gets down in Alphabet City.

 

Downhill.

 

More at Eldora.

 

Jeremy, Todd, and Joren at Eldora ski resort in Colorado.

Josh's Bachelor Weekend

(rest of the photos)

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....

40 Mulberry Karaoke

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?"

New Year's Eve, the full album

Alternative uses for shorn sweaterfuzz....

A quick transplant up top.

Shaving Jono's sweater.

Rich's 25th Birthday

At Landmarc and Bubble Lounge in Tribeca.

Rich's Birthday album

Bandoooooooo!!!

Bandu! It's down to three (Rich, me, and Greg) and about to get quite precarious.

The kiss piece wasn't too bad.

I lost, but was quite proud of balancing the cup piece, which no one really thought was possible.

Somewhere in Chelsea, mid-autumn (or "Why is life so cruel to the little ones?")

Puppy under glass.

He looks like an adorable, forlorn, furry slug.

Upright, though still mournful.

Some autumn photos

Fall in New York

David's Birthday

David was kidnapped from his apartment, and taken forcibly to a hockey game at Madison Square Garden.



Viv and David, obviously intoxicated on love, hockey, and $7.75 beers.

Mugging for the camera.

National anthem, Sabres at Rangers.

David, overcome with joy, clearly.

Entering the stadium, just before the big reveal.

A pint-sized Rangers fan poses for us with David.

In MSG.

Tickets are held before the blind man.

We arrive at MSG.

The unblindfolded are amused, because I dove onto the floor in Penn Station to get this shot.

David is hopelessly disoriented, while we celebrate our successful ruse.

Viv steering David.

Tanzanian hip-hop was pumped into David's ears at high volume, to maintain the mystery as the conductor announced the train stops.

The blindfold knot was in the front, which was fun for the whole family.

Leading him down stairs was an adventure. It helped to count them off, so he knew when they were ending.

More subway. Our fellow travelers were alternately perplexed and amused.

Through the subway system to Penn Station.

Leading David out of the apartment building, blindfolded.

I think this is Princeton getting pimped by Cambridge University, around Magazine Beach.

There's an old wooden Hudson single hung in the upstairs entry.

I like the windows.

The reception.

Boathouse, as yet unnamed.

Docks and launches.