Tuesday, October 02, 2007

last 2 weeks

this is a picture catalogue of my past 2 weeks.
so last friday, i was allowed to go on a team-building excersize....which was a booze cruise. 93 foot yacht. wonderful hor's dourves (crabcakes) and an even better lunch. and i think that the best part of it all, besides the open bar and black label, was the fact that it was from 1pm to 430pm. right in the middle of the work day. so basically i got paid to eat delicious food, drink booze, play craps and blackjack, all on a cruise around manhattan during a perfect cloudless day. why can't every work day be like this?

my yacht

the south tip of manhattan

of the 3 main buildings in the picture, i work in the one on the left. the new freedom tower should rise smack dab in the middle of those buildings.

who dat is? dats jus mah baby's daddy!! this is from the red hook ball fields and thats another man's baby im holding.

the atlantic antic, the largest street fair in nyc. its alot of fun to be had at these things. tons of great cheap food (vietnamese subs, collards greens, beer, fish cakes, gumbo) and some fun things to buy (6 point beer hat). and the company was awesome. from left to right: krishy, the weiler, slutty "the anthropomorphized recycling bin", and mrs. ktl

a giant mass of humanity

the weiler, cb, dr. dre, and krishy

and this was the day before. we went apple picking in nj with my church. a giant field of different kinds of apples, i believe the stayman weinsapps to be the best of the bunch. and then a little town with gift shops, more delicious food, animals to feed, and pumpkins to buy. the great part about the apple fields was that you could eat as many apples as you wanted and only had to pay for what you took home. i consumed my own weight in apples.

the ktl's looking good

mrs. ktl violating an apple tree

max anger eating the forbidden fruit

1 comment:

fantasy weather league said...

They need to start weighing you assholes upon entrance and exit.

(Well, maybe not...I suspect that would just mean KTL taking a dump in the middle of the fields.)

Why is Max so fat in that picture? Why was he skinny again at Reis? Where are the strippers?