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Okay, so here is the photo-entry of Memorial Day Weekend. We packed up on Friday, and came back Monday afternoon. Guests included Alex, and Matt (my two roommates), Rich (who now lives a block away and is the one who introduced me to Alex in the first place), and Mark (who took all the pictures).
Here's Rich and Matt on the LIRR. Woohoo!
Okay, at some point Rich switched seats and sat next to me... I guess.
Oh... Kill yourself.
Getting off the train at the Amagansett stop.
So here we are, sitting around, playing Cake. Lovely game. Really. Alex and Rich, in this picture.
Matt. Not sure....what's going on. He looks like he's concentrating really hard. Or he's really weirded out.
"Oh gee whiz!" says Alex.
Whatever they're doing, it's hilarious. "So loose, you can stick your hands in it and CLAP!"
"It's like creamed spinach and pumpkin guts!" Har har.
Eew, dirty sponge.
West side.
Sitting outside on the deck. It was raining, but whatever. Matt's so squinty. No idea what Rich is doing with his arm.
Hey hey heyyyyy.... Yeah, Matt, me, and....that's Mark. He took 99% of the pictures in this album and so he's barely in any of them...which is cool. 'Cause he's a douche.
So here's Alex "the morning after." Peace, yo.
Matt "the morning after." Umm...hangovers are fun, right?
Pretty view form the deck in the morning. Barn.
So we decided to go to the beach. It's about a quarter mile of a walk from the house.
And...here we are. Umm... what are you supposed to do at the beach again? Right...umm...whatever. By the way, I LOVE Rich's face in this picture.
Hey look, it's sand! Thanks for taking a picture of my ass. I really appreciate it.
It was really foggy, but it ended up looking really cool.
Matt likes the beach.
My feet. The surf has buried them!
Rich's feet. Is it just me or is his shadow REALLY scary? Like Gollum.
Heyyy...whatcha doin?
Here's Alex looking happy at the beach, rather than disgruntled.
That evening we played Cake again, but this time there was a little less "normal" and a little more "weird." This might be the most bizarre photograph of Alex (or anyone) ever taken.
Mmm...great wine. Alex looks really sophisticated.
So...we found this helmet...and... I guess there might have been a reason that I was wearing it... but... maybe not. Anyway. I'm normal. I swear.
Alex ended up wearing the helmet by the end though. I think he was awake longer than any of the rest of us that night.
More stuff happened... we were there another day... but Mark went home and nobody else cared about taking pictures, so that's all I got. Oh, and he took a few videos. Here's my favorite. (It's very short.) We're talking about what happens to a girl who goes to Webster Hall, just looking for a fun time, and then wakes up the next morning tied to a board, with a foot cut off, and one eye sewn shut. (Because, that's what happens when you go to a sketchy-ass club like Webster Hall.)
http://www.youtube.com/?v=jJFzXh50Cr4
Here's Rich and Matt on the LIRR. Woohoo!
Okay, at some point Rich switched seats and sat next to me... I guess.
Oh... Kill yourself.
Getting off the train at the Amagansett stop.
So here we are, sitting around, playing Cake. Lovely game. Really. Alex and Rich, in this picture.
Matt. Not sure....what's going on. He looks like he's concentrating really hard. Or he's really weirded out.
"Oh gee whiz!" says Alex.
Whatever they're doing, it's hilarious. "So loose, you can stick your hands in it and CLAP!"
"It's like creamed spinach and pumpkin guts!" Har har.
Eew, dirty sponge.
West side.
Sitting outside on the deck. It was raining, but whatever. Matt's so squinty. No idea what Rich is doing with his arm.
Hey hey heyyyyy.... Yeah, Matt, me, and....that's Mark. He took 99% of the pictures in this album and so he's barely in any of them...which is cool. 'Cause he's a douche.
So here's Alex "the morning after." Peace, yo.
Matt "the morning after." Umm...hangovers are fun, right?
Pretty view form the deck in the morning. Barn.
So we decided to go to the beach. It's about a quarter mile of a walk from the house.
And...here we are. Umm... what are you supposed to do at the beach again? Right...umm...whatever. By the way, I LOVE Rich's face in this picture.
Hey look, it's sand! Thanks for taking a picture of my ass. I really appreciate it.
It was really foggy, but it ended up looking really cool.
Matt likes the beach.
My feet. The surf has buried them!
Rich's feet. Is it just me or is his shadow REALLY scary? Like Gollum.
Heyyy...whatcha doin?
Here's Alex looking happy at the beach, rather than disgruntled.
That evening we played Cake again, but this time there was a little less "normal" and a little more "weird." This might be the most bizarre photograph of Alex (or anyone) ever taken.
Mmm...great wine. Alex looks really sophisticated.
So...we found this helmet...and... I guess there might have been a reason that I was wearing it... but... maybe not. Anyway. I'm normal. I swear.
Alex ended up wearing the helmet by the end though. I think he was awake longer than any of the rest of us that night.
More stuff happened... we were there another day... but Mark went home and nobody else cared about taking pictures, so that's all I got. Oh, and he took a few videos. Here's my favorite. (It's very short.) We're talking about what happens to a girl who goes to Webster Hall, just looking for a fun time, and then wakes up the next morning tied to a board, with a foot cut off, and one eye sewn shut. (Because, that's what happens when you go to a sketchy-ass club like Webster Hall.)
http://www.youtube.com/?v=jJFzXh50Cr4