Ancient Artifact Found

While cleaning out my drawer I discovered this picture, drawn by AK, 17 years ago, as BC, TON and I were about to go off to college.

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Cory Booker Saves Freezing Dog With His Bare Hands

Newark Mayor Cory Booker has reached mythical status with his various good deeds including helping save a neighbor from a fire.
He even had help from our beloved BC, burnishing his reputation on Twitter:

Now we can add a new incident to the Mayor’s heroic duties. A WABC reporter in Newark found a dog that had been left outside. She tweeted about the incident and eventually Mayor Booker came by and put the dog in a cop car, and asked the cop to turn up the heat.
The dog’s owners say they were away from the house and Cha Cha somehow got loose. Good thing Mayor Booker was there to save the dog’s life. Just a typical Thursday for the next Senator from New Jersey, when Bob Menendez resigns due to having sex with underage Dominican hookers.

CB Meets BC

If there's anyone I've been friends with as long as The Concierge, it's BC. And BC and I also went to the same college and we were even roommates for 2 years. And we're still friends. He lives in Virginia now shepherding Jews through their college years but during a visit home he stopped by to meet Chase. Of course he was accompanied by the lovely LC, but Chase was being kind of cranky so we weren't able to get a good picture of her and Chase.

TON and Special K's Wedding

TON and Special K are now Mr. and Mrs. TON.
It was a nice, quick ceremony full of the requisite retarded/uncomfortable faces by TON.
A kind old judge led them through the paces they hit all the high notes "sickness and health, for richer for poorer," "with this ring I thee wed," and "you may kiss the pride," so TON did and then they were pronounced Mr. and Mrs. TON.





Then we went inside for some drinks and hors d'oeuvres. The best one was a shrimp wrapped in bacon, but it was a little messy. JLeary had a piece of bacon hanging out of his mouth, I had to go in the corner to eat one, but they were delicious. And the first time they came around four of us got them from the waitress and I was the only one to offer it to my wife. Not sure I would have if she weren't pregnant, but she declined. She knows how much I love food wrapped in bacon.

A little while later it was time for the best man's speech. Now, because I know TON from high school, but we also went to college together, I knew pretty much everyone.

It was nice to see good old BC again, RoachSU made it in for the wedding and Briles (formerly known as the Commish) was the 5th person from our floor freshman year at the wedding. I also got to see VinJuiceTang again. And the best part of that was that in a conversation with Vin earlier in the week I said he was going to be mistaken by everyone as a relative of the bride. Then when I was talking to him, someone came up to him and asked "are you related to the bride?"

And another SU alum, who made the trip in from Denmark was the best man P-O'T. He seemed kind of nervous but he was really funny and encapsulated TON and Kelly pretty well. Basically they like do crazy shit like skydiving, ice climbing and getting eaten by animals in Africa together.




One of the cooler parts of the wedding was when the band took a brief intermission and when they came back it was TON's dad on the keyboard along with his band he's been playing with for 40 years. Between the four band members they have ten kids, 6 of them have gotten married, and they've played a few songs and each wedding. They started off with "Pretty Woman" by Roy Orbison, then went to "Gimme Some Lovin" by the Spencer Davis Group and finished with the all-time crowd pleaser, "Sweet Caroline" by Neil Diamond.



TON even tried dancing, something he does reluctantly, and not very well.



But TON's cousins got the dancing genes in the family. When they band played "Play That Funky Music" two of them started getting down on the dance floor, ending with one of them taking off his shirt. Apparently this is a wedding tradition for him.



The second coolest thing at this wedding was one of those little photobooths where you cram in there and the flash goes off and you get a nice strip of 6 pictures of you and your wife/girlfriend making funny faces at each other.

In this case you took 6 photos cut the strip down the middle put three in album for TON & Special K and kept the other three for yourself. Mrs. Poop and I did this twice, we got some nice photos including one with the Concierge's hand behind me.

Focks, TallSkott and I tried to cram into the booth with varying degrees of success. When you have a head as bag as TallSkott's it takes up a lot of room.

But that paled in comparison to the fact that instead of wedding cake, the served cupcakes. They were so delicious I must have had about four...teen of them man.

At first I planned to have two, then RoachSU and I spotted a couple lonely ones, than TallSkott offered me one that was just sitting on our table, and then the Conciergette yelled at me. But they were freakin delicious.





Here's the crew from left to right: Brother of the Bride, TallSkott, Reissberg, TON (how did the groom get sent to the back of this picture?), The Concierge, JLeary, The Poop, Focks and VinJuiceTang.



And the ladies in our lives: Zorf, The Conciergette aka TallJulie, Mrs. TallSkott, MayMay, Special K (the bride), Mrs. Reissberg, Mrs. Poop, Mrs. Nails and Bauer's Mom aka Short Julie.

Happy Birthday!

To loyal Poophead, BC.
He shares his birthday with two famous people who will be throwing lavish birthday parties in Las Vegas tonight, Michael Jordan and Paris Hilton.

When It's Not OK to Use Initials

Calling people by their initials is a game as old as time (remember BC for Brian Cohen and BD for Brian Damiano?)
But this trend is going a bit overboard.
T.O. is good for Terrell Owens. LT is good for LaDanian Tomlinson and LJ is good for Larry Johnson (though a different LT and a different LJ came first).
And my favorite is AK, for Alex Kaplan and Andrei Kirilenko. That works on so many levels because he's number 47 and he's a Russian assault weapon, like the AK-47.
But VY for Vince Young? I don't like it.
Here are some others I don't like.
I really don't think San Francisco fans should call their rookie tight end VD (Vernon Davis).
And Bo Outlaw is goofy enough without being called BO.
I doubt Tony Parker likes to be called TP, especially when followed by "for my bunghole."
And I imgaine that Kevin Youkilis prefers "Greek God of Walks" (even though he's not Greek) to KY, but maybe "Jelly" would be allowed.

Guess Who Eats Together at the Carnegie Deli

Met an old friend for lunch yesterday. Brian Cohen aka BC, the man who lived with me for the first two years of college was staying in Manhattan so I walked over to his hotel, which was only a couple blocks from the Carnegie Deli.
Nothing like a couple Jews enjoying smoked meats (he had the corned beef, I had the roast beef). He prefers the light green pickles, I like the dark green. And when the bill game to $35, he offered me the $18. He is the perfect lunch companion.
Unfortunately, as we have gotten older and moved geographically father away we haven't kept in touch all that well (but he is an avid "Poop" reader so we're not completely disconnected).
We talked about work, our wives, our houses, balding and how old we're getting now that we are talking about our wives, our houses and balding. When we meet for lunch again in a few years I anticipate a spirited discussion of our swollen prostates.
We also discussed our considerable weight gain, as we've put on close to 100 pounds combined since our college days.
The weather was great so I decided to walk to Penn Station and he had some time before his meeting so we walked downtown.
At about 50th street, BC exclaims "there's Gilbert Gottfried." I whip my ahead around (almost get poked in the eye by some guy handing out pamphlets) but wouldn't you know it, there was Gilbert, the voice of the AFLAC duck.
At 34th Street we said our goodbyes and vowed to stay in touch. But you know the mark of a good friend is someone who you may not see for a few months, but when you do it's like you're still sitting in Booth Hall cursing Pete Thamel and watching Conan.

Cleaning Out My Mom's Attic

My mom recently asked us to clean out her attic, throw out the shit we don't want and take to our own homes, the stuff we do want. I found several gems during this expedition and I'll post pictures of them. In this first installment I found a drawing done by AK of the three Syracuse roommates, me, JusTON and BC. The picture comes with a Vin Juice bonus drawing on the back. This drawing is almost 10 years old.