This month is the month of Kzar, as it well should be. Last week was his birthday party and this past weekend we had a going away party for him. I wish him the best of luck in Man Francisco!
Subway ride into Manhattan.
Biggie Stardust in the house, ya'll.
We first chilled out in Tribeca for a bit. I forgot the name, but these drinks--beer poured over spicy chile--kicked ass.
"Uh, dude, you have salt all over your chin."
And then we went to another nearby to play some pool and drink a couple pitchers.
Truly civilized people drink out of pitchers, apparently.
I'm doing my best impression of a pucker fish.
Doing my part to contribute to the city's sanitary conditions. We then began walking east to head to the party at The Magician.
Jumping to contribute to the city's cultural atmosphere.
At the Magician, we met up with Cristina and Munira and their uh, friends.
After a few drinks at the Magician, we walked next door to La Caverna. Cy, Kzar and Kenny are having a raucous discussion about something--of no significance, no doubt.
Check out how ghetto Kzar's camera is--rubber band keeping it together. Haha.
The two Laurens showing how much they'll miss Kzar.
Kzar showing Cristina how much he'll miss her.
A thumb's up and a drink for Munira.
Kenny and Munira attempting to give the camera the sexy.
Kzar and Kenny pondering whether they should hit the hookah.
Uh, clearly Kzar wants to! Haha.
Kzar is hitting that pipe HARD.
Kzar tries to psych up his about-to-pass-out roommate by getting him to arm wrestle.
Lauren attempts to do her most gangstaness.
After dancin' the night away, we left to get some grub.
Kenny told us he drove and we thought, "Great! Shot gun!" Alas, as we walked and walked, Kenny suddenly stopped and muttered, "Um...I'm not...quite sure where I exactly parked the car." Doh!
Kzar looks to his Treo for answers to where the car might be located.
Cy looks to his biceps for answers to where the car might be located.
We finally found the car (it was parked just a block away) and ate in K-Town.
The End.