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12.10.10
After showing my outta-town friends what the Jersey Shore is really like, I tumbled down some stairs and broke my finger.
I maintain that the culprit was the extreme lack of light by which that staircase may have been seen.
12.17.10
NYU threw us a graduation fete. The best way to say, “Congratulations on completing your master’s program!” is really to dole out oodles of free wine, and that they did. My mom got drunk and wrote “Viagra” on a white board–we have no idea why:
2:00 p.m. Sunday (September 26, 2010)
I just evicted a gang of empty, green bottles that was squatting on the kitchen counter. They had overstayed their welcome; they reeked of last night’s party.
9:08 p.m. Saturday
As Lori and I watched Always Sunny, I tried to push a hundred thousand thoughts out of my brain. First and foremost: My brother Taylor and his friend Moe were not yet here–we were running behind schedule.
4:30 p.m. Saturday
SENT To: Lori Higginbotham: “do you think it would be better if i skipped the first movie then we could get some food and take taylor with us in the taxi?”
10:03 p.m. Saturday
By the time the driver deposits us at Canal and Varick, the free beer has been depleted, but we don’t know that yet. Outside the theater, I tap Christian on the shoulder. He turns around, blinks, and says, “Hey! Welcome home!” as he gives me a hug.
Inside, our remaining complimentary beverage options are Seven Tiki rum and Barefoot champagne. We opt for champagne. To start.
Here’s a nice video from Eastern Surf Mag (via Expression Session).