Twas the middle of last November, which could only mean one thing,
party at Sara and Keiths. As I arrived, all these other people came
too, so we had an up the stairs romp.

Into a crowded party filled with peeps of old.

Like Lauren, who remembered my question tendency.

And the very host herself.

Look, a blast from the past, Cristina Jake and Luke.

The incredible Harris and Pat, discussing the meaning of life, the universe and everything.

Micah, and his ex Elise. I made some off hand comment at this point and they ended getting up in a fight. Sorry guys.

Jake doesn’t mind, he thinks its just fine.

Oh and the exlovers do too.

Or maybe not, maybe they’re still angry.

Anyway, sara’s apartment, looked dope as always.

With keith’s pictures everywhere arranged just so.

Oh, and a photo shoot in progress.

Sara took head shots of all of us.

See? Here’s mine. Not bad I say.

Oh, and this is when the photographer gets way to close to her subject.

Who’s the nice kitty? Who’s the nice kitty? It’s you. Oh yeah, it’s you Mr. Business.

Then the party really started cause Paul came in.

With flyers for his Cerebral Pauly show (which I regrettably missed).

The night wore on.

Someone grabbed my camera and too pictures of me.

Nina made it in and chit chatted with Micah.

While I chatted up with Michael.

This chick took a bunch pictures too, and I don’t remember her name, but I bet she’s a blogger too.

Then I got to chat with Nina and first heard about her pretty cool comic.

Then the night got really late.

People got drunker.

An attempt to play celebrity was made and foiled.

I took this really moody picture if Beth and Paul.

And we ended the night taking a cab across the bridge in to glorious Manhattan.

Oh to be in young in New York City. Except with my birthday last
Halloween, I have left the early twenties behind, so how young can I
really be?

But enough of silly aging fears, let’s get to the good stuff, like what
the crazy people at work wore on Halloween. Of course you’ve seen
Jenna’s wondrous sexy Superboy.

But how about K-Y’s cranky crazy old lady.

Or Mitch’s Elviraish 20s duop thingy.

My favorite getup was the simple but well executed Lifeguard by Ned.

But Steph also did well with her 50s secretary.

So the Saturday Halloween celebration lies below for your viewing
pleasure. Now we cover my actual birthday. Jenna took me to the ever
delicious Tabla.

She gave me my birthday card in with Stephanie Land designed stationary, pretty awesome.

For my present, I got a dope and sturdy messenger bag.

Another card.

Delicious meat.

And delicious TV, one of my favorite shows, Home Movies.

What a cute birthday.

They even made me a cake, with my name on it. Oh wait. Who’s this jack
fellow? Well, it’s pretty silly, but whenever Jenna and I make a
reservation, we make it under Bauer, Jack Bauer.

The cake tasted great, too.

As did Jenna’s. Thank you for a wonderful birthday.

Not to be outdone, the chaps at work all gathered in.

For a surprise birthday ambush.

And I blew out candles yet again.

Plus I got one of those infomercial hair trimmers as presents.

And ended the night with cheesesteaks.

But wait, there’s more! If you continue reading this post the night continues with some California love.

Yes, my cousin’s band Rooney, made a swing through New York.

And rocked the house.

Look, we loved it.

Stephens siblings represent.

Nice job, Lou.

Oh, and nice job other act, Ben Lee.

Not three days later, wouldn’t you know but it’s another scorpio’s
birthday…Jenna. That’s right, I’m four days older than my old lady. So
I took her to one of her favorite restaurants, Otto.

Where we enjoyed some delicious pasta and sorbets.

Plus Jenna got to show off her hot lacey shirt.

Then I took her home and gave her her present.

This dope bag, (yes, hilarious, we both gave each other bags) with our lady Maria.

Plus, the big cheese present, her very own compact record player. Who’s the nice boyfriend?

Well, who’s so cute she deserves it?  Happy birthday to us both.

Halloween has always been a weird time for me, cuase it’s my birthday.
But more on that later, now we cover the Saturday before Halloween.
Jenna and I got on our kind of lame costumes.

I went as one of my favorite books, Infinite Jest.

And Jenna went as a terribly cute prepubescent Superboy.

Our plan was to meet up at the delightfully named Mars 2112, but what awaited us there was a whole lotta this.

Plus Jennifer and Carrie.

Check out C’s Uno dress and top. Pretty sweet, huh?

Once the line rolled a bit, our spirits rose, cause it was
motherfuckin’ COLD, and we thought we were getting in. But lo and
behold, this was just one line of a few waiting down below.

We were not pleased.

But we did get to stand in line with crazy kooks like body girl.

And Slim Jim man.

The freezing sucks, but the night had a nice feel to it.

Because we finally got in. Only to find that we still had to pay a cover charge, which none us wanted to do.

So we went outside and found the rest of the gang, like Shannon and her boyfriend, freezing their assess off.

Oh, just look at the whole gang.

The Mars 2112 plan obviously ditched, we moved on to some Midtown east
bar whose name I no longer recall, where people had really big anime
hair.

Keri’s boyfriend Alecks and his friend arrived.

As did Keri herself.

And of course, hilarity ensued.

Good times had by all.

Just partying it out on a slut’s favorite holiday.

Pa-ARRG-ty time, maties.

And what always follows pirate party time? Slutty time!

Time to pose as provocatively as possible.

Or, get cute.

And Cuter.

And now’s a good a time as any to revisit Carrie’s costume. Massive props for originality.

And follow through execution.

As the night wore on, and the imbibing reached critical mass, the sexy dancing really started.

Everyone joined in.

Before it just got silly.

Oh look, a slutty pirate floozy tattoo.  

And what’s this? Another cute picture of Jenna and I smooching? Why yes!

Right before I started dancing like a tool. Notice the thumb.

Not to be undone, all the girls got up on the bar…

And just busted out the moves.

Oh yeah, sexy time.

Look at em go.

Okay. Im done thinking of things to say while they dance.

But they do look scrumptuos, don’t they?

Especially the cutey pettutti in the middle with the Superman S on her chest.

Of course the waitresses wanted to have the last word.

And got up there themselves, but they didn’t look half as good.

Oh, how hot it gets when you don the alien glove.

Or stare at each other with lust in your eyes.

Or man handle some boob.

Or clap at the boob manhandle.

Hey lookie, I caught a pirate by the ear.

What should we do with him?

Take a picture with a Gilligan of course. When out on the party sea, you can’t live it up until you get a Gilligan sighting.

We know that’s true.

What’s going on over there? Who knows, I just put the picture anyway.

Hey groucho. Are you tired of being snapped?

Of course not! Look how happy she gets on camera.

Kind of like the ever dancing Keri.

Look at her go.

She just doesn’t stop.

She can’t stop.

Not to be undone, Shannon got going as well.

Doing her own sexy time.

After all that fun, no one wants to go home, but alas it was time to say good bye.

Good Bye!

Happy Halloween everybody!