Cards And Concerts…

Played poker at Sean’s house on Thursday. Hadn’t happened it so long, this poker thing, but finally, cards were tossed,

And I played nice and tight for the first time, and got plenty lucky to
boot, flipping over the nuts a few times for a fifty dollar net win.

Then John Nick and I scurried through some trees, and tree lighting traffic.

On our way to the ZX and Princess concert at the Knitting factory. Unfortunately, we missed greg performing.

But we did see princess, who were pretty impressive in their costuming
and performance, not to mention their range on sound making.

Dave and Christina enjoyed the show.

As well as Rebecca.

Tim especially liked my moustache this time.

Alexis loved selling me the Princess CD.

Then really got dressed up.

As Michael explained the origins of the band way back when.

A beautiful night on the town.

Too Much Too Much…

Well, I promised that I would blog with tact… Last Wednesday, the day
before Thanksgiving, Jenna broke up with me. Again. Yes, she already
did it to me, for completely different and viable reasons back in the
secret days. And she popped it again. And I was sad. She broke up with
this.

Can you believe it? This!

So in my sadness, I had to leave, to John’s in CT for some T Day action.

Amazing food.

Amazing people.

Amazing dog.

I even got to see John’s crazy ass bottles filled with paint, plastered
into frame, shot with a shotgun piece. (he just likes to say he paints
with shotguns). Unfortunately, this picture does not do it justice.

And amazingly, upon my return, Jenna thought she had made a mistake, and I took her back gladly. Yes, I took this back.

Look, all happy again.

Then I went to court since the man threatened a grand fine or jail time
if I didn’t, because I had thrown away 2 jury duty questionairs.

And just last night, I went to the writers publishers nerve party.

Didn’t see anyone I knew, so I hung out with cardboard clinton as fake elvis.

Then I saw my favorite prefrosh, John Baker. (i had two frosh year, and they both came, so there).

And then I bounced because ten blocks away, The Graham Smith Shtick Experience played at piano’s.

Thayer and Graham of course rocked that shit.

As nate matty and a slice of matt enjoyed.

Then mickey leviton crooned my night out to a close.

Piece bitches.

Can you belive the holidays are here?