'sup you guys. hope new year's eve 2007 was all you ever wanted in a new year's eve. mine was just what the doctor ordered; an extended dinner with the girls at one of the city's most perfect litte sinatra/buble/dino/sammy/martini clubs and then a champagne toast at the doc's place where steph made us put coins in our shoes and sharda made us stand and sit 12x for the new year, at precisely the new year. it was fun because it was leisurely, our waiter was a bitch, and i got to drink straight, stiff, dirty vodka.
below you'll find two pictures that i need for you to review. the first is basically just a shot of me at a table with the girls - who requested that i not display their faces on the internet even though you've probably seen at least one of these faces if you're a dude and you like porn (so obviously i covered their heads with dark boxes) - and in it, i appear to have a rack - because 2007 is definitely going to be my year. you see it right? the second is the tiny little flower arrangement at the restaurant. it was so tiny.
so... happy new year out there. like i said, this is the year for my 'new thing', getting rid of the 'old thing', and then for opening a wine bar. thanks for finally getting here, 2007. i think we all desperately needed you.
(seriously. there's no trick photography here. i was literally standing beside this thing.)
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