Holiday Roundup, Part One

Man, I don't know why I'm suffering from such a huge blog block, but it took wayyyyy too long to get these photos up from New Years. Sorry everybody, let's never discuss it again.

Anyways, the story is this- a group of Bostoners made a trip to the New York for a New Year's party at our friend Emily's house. It was awesome and over-the-top, through and through. I stayed up until 4:00am and 5:00am on the two nights I was there, making me feel like a kid again! An aching, bleary, hungover kid!

The first night in NYC, Alli and I travelled 45 minutes on the train to go to one of the worst bars in the world called Bourbon Street. In case you don't notice, there's a girl dancing in short-shorts on the bar. Not to mention bras and thongs hanging on the wall. Disgusting. I was so offended, I elbowed people out of the way to get a picture.

Call me old-fashioned and prudish, but I get my kicks from male camaraderie. Also screaming. On a side note, does anyone else think Berry looks like Mark Ruffalo?

This is a wombat I saw in a Brooklyn liquor store. I thought Rebecca might be interested. Everyone else can keep moving, nothing to see here.

This is a cat in a trash can. When I first showed up at Emily's house, she handed me Miss Kitten and told me to dispose of her. I took this photo in case Em ever makes a Congressional run so I can reveal her dark abusive past.

Mose is making a provocative pose at Em's party but my slender, well-groomed wrist (far right) really steals the show here.

New Year's Eve involved a tunnel with a shaky ladder, leading to a gorgeous roofdeck with a view of the fireworks. One of the fun games was to pour scalding cups of motor oil onto people climbing the ladder. "Hey Joanna, look out below!" Oh the laughs.

Despite the third-degree burns on her face, Joanna forgave me for my prank. That's the New Year's spirit!

Rooftop fun with sparkle. This photo was taken seconds before midnight. Not pictured- Rebecca, whose little voice was coming out of my cell phone all the way from Australia!

The only downside to the weekend's festivities was that Berry and our friend Rob got jumped on the street by dumb punks looking for trouble. I suspect it had something to do with their Red Sox hats, but I don't really know. Poor Rob got his eyebone broken, but in this clever bit of Photoshop magic, Alli converted pain into a party invite. Cheers A-dawg!

Stay tuned for more holiday photos at this web address!