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Sunday Barbecue in Norwell, MA

July 6th, 2004 · 14 Comments


The made-up, no-name Frisbee game: Zilch, Matt, Ross, Mike


Joe, Maureen, Dallas, Matt, Bella


Zilch, Matt, Dallas


Marty & others


The made-up, no-name Frisbee game


The made-up, no-name Frisbee game


The made-up, no-name Frisbee game


The made-up, no-name Frisbee game


Adam blowing out his birthday candles.


Bella


Bella


Zilch, Maureen, Dallas, Ross


Adam taking a photo of me


Zilch, Maureen, Dallas, Ross


Matt & Elizabeth


Mike, Ross, Zilch, Dallas


Joe & Jess


Nala


Nala


Jess, Joe, Ross


Joe, Ross


Maureen


Mike, Zilch


I see the pale moon rising!


Rachelle, Dallas


Jess, Joe


Dallas, Jess, Joe, Ross, Maureen


Maureen, Zilch


Matt, Elizabeth


Jess, Joe, Ross


Maureen, Matt

On Sunday we went to Norwell, MA to go to a barbecue. Sun, swimming, beer, delicious food, and good friends.. what more could you want in a Fourth of July celebration? Ok. Fireworks, maybe.. but it was still a lot of fun.

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Chuck’s Going Away Happy Hour

August 29th, 2002 · Comments Off

Chuck's Going Away Party
Back: Lisa, Mark, Wendy, Thea, Dave, Colin, Maureen, Chuck, Danielle, Jeannie, Michelle. Front: Nate, Rachelle, Dennis. Screening Room, Tribeca, Manhattan

Last night we gathered to bid Chuck farewell and good luck. This is his last week at work and he will be joining the USA Network on Tuesday. Chuck sits across the hall from me and I’ll truly miss our daily banter.

Chuck's Going Away Party
Thea, Colin, Maureen, Danielle, Jeannie, and Chuck. Screening Room, Tribeca, Manhattan

US Open
US Open, Arthur Ashe Stadium, Flushing, Queens

Then, last minute, I got tickets to go to the U.S. Open with Chuck and his wife Tiffany and one of Chuck’s friends. It was surreal. The stadium too bright and clean, the fans too polite, the announcer too English. Who would imagine taking an elevator in a stadium up to their seats? When the match was delayed because it started sprinkling, there was a team of men all dressed the same who came out with little white hand towels and blotted the court. Eventually, the game was called off because of the light mist/sprinkling that was occurring. Pansies.

Afterwards, we went to Jackson Heights, which should be called Little India, and ate some really gnarly Indian food.

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