Jersey Party.
Jersey, its like a disease growing in my soul. Anyhow, went to see this 80's cover band with some friends from up 'round Mt. Creek way...
Bridge and tunnel crowd, in reverse.
Eva, driving, texting, etc. And Marc, about to blow minds.
Marc starting singing, and the rest is history.
Maybe its only me, but this makes me laugh - everyone looks spent.
Apparently, all it takes to pick up girls in New Jersey is being wasted and saying, "can I take a picture of your asses?"
Still goin stong at the end of the night.
Moustache. (Incidentally I ate a great restaurant on the Lower East this week, called Moustache...)
Pony time.
I don't know, a couple weeks ago we made Easter eggs. First Easter experience in years. Weird.
