"Ronald Reagan??? The Actor???" Chillin at Doc Brown's pad in Pasadena.
LA Weekend Part Deux
With Krys, Glenn, and Jess for the Toy Story 3D screener.
"Ronald Reagan??? The Actor???" Chillin at Doc Brown's pad in Pasadena.
"Ronald Reagan??? The Actor???" Chillin at Doc Brown's pad in Pasadena.
Thunderous Thursdays
Went with Shakus and Eric to buy a remote control helicopter on a whim, and ended up at the batting cages on another whim.
Ran into Derek Jeter
Ran into Derek Jeter
D-Day
Bloody Mary's and Scotch at 9am never hurt anyone. At least not this time. A quick walk down the aisle later with my wedding partner, whom I'm sure everyone was looking at instead of me, and were sweatin out the ceremony in the sun. Then a photo session, where the golfers threaten to tee off at us, and kick us out, followed by a great best man speech from Matt.
After the ceremony and reception, most of us end up at Zam house, and then make the walk to OB. Passing the beach folk as we go, Zam and I end up hangin with some street peeps.
We hand out about 10 beers and half a pack of smokes, and enjoy the ocean air and view. Zam trippin on the last remaining bird of a flock, that's still posted up on the edge of the beach where the sand meets the wall. Unafraid of the water crashing inches away from him, while all his homies had flown off.
Then on down the beach for a more secluded spot, and a sunset that looked like a hot air baloon sinking into the water.
After sun down, we stumbled our way along the waterfront to Newport Pizza. One of us talking about nachos, and philly cheesesteaks the whole way.
Finally back to Zam's and then NP, but things get kinda hazy from there as only pieces of the night bring themselves to the surface. Edmond sisters doing Yoga in the side yard. Lisa and Kris passed out on the couch. Chris telling us all how handsome we are. Trying to play Seinfeld with the slap bass on the keyboard, but failing miserably. Shakus and Eric showing up. Some other dude showing up. Then eventually just giving in and making a b-line to bed for some much needed rest. Good company, and good times.
Congrats Greggor!
After the ceremony and reception, most of us end up at Zam house, and then make the walk to OB. Passing the beach folk as we go, Zam and I end up hangin with some street peeps.
We hand out about 10 beers and half a pack of smokes, and enjoy the ocean air and view. Zam trippin on the last remaining bird of a flock, that's still posted up on the edge of the beach where the sand meets the wall. Unafraid of the water crashing inches away from him, while all his homies had flown off.
Then on down the beach for a more secluded spot, and a sunset that looked like a hot air baloon sinking into the water.
After sun down, we stumbled our way along the waterfront to Newport Pizza. One of us talking about nachos, and philly cheesesteaks the whole way.
Finally back to Zam's and then NP, but things get kinda hazy from there as only pieces of the night bring themselves to the surface. Edmond sisters doing Yoga in the side yard. Lisa and Kris passed out on the couch. Chris telling us all how handsome we are. Trying to play Seinfeld with the slap bass on the keyboard, but failing miserably. Shakus and Eric showing up. Some other dude showing up. Then eventually just giving in and making a b-line to bed for some much needed rest. Good company, and good times.
Congrats Greggor!
Life Rehersal
After the instructional course on walking in a straight line for Greg's wedding (which I surely would have screwed up without Lisa telling me what to do) we went up north to scenic Rancho Bernardo, the jewel of San Diego, for the dinner and after party.
Oscar's catering and many drinks were to be had, which greased the wheels for some interesting speeches on the importance of the bride and groom spending as much "time" together as possible.
The iconic Instant Replay was our next stop. A quick head count of over 20 people inside was potentially the most packed this dive bar has ever been.
Mingled with the Bostonians in from out of town, and ran into old bullshit artists from time's past. Then finally back down to NP for a few hours sleep before being up at 7:30 for the wedding.
Oscar's catering and many drinks were to be had, which greased the wheels for some interesting speeches on the importance of the bride and groom spending as much "time" together as possible.
The iconic Instant Replay was our next stop. A quick head count of over 20 people inside was potentially the most packed this dive bar has ever been.
Mingled with the Bostonians in from out of town, and ran into old bullshit artists from time's past. Then finally back down to NP for a few hours sleep before being up at 7:30 for the wedding.
Yet another
North Park has offered up a lot good bands this year, and the Soda bar had another one tonight. The kind of band that makes you want to give more than the three or four courtesy claps after each song. Amazing drums and vibraphone perfectly blend with the guitar in the Mattson 2, for a jazz/surf kind of fusion. Peep em if you get the chance.
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