Holy crap; we're a big family. Like a giant heard of sea lions we all showed up near monterey for my cousin's big green irish wedding. They got married in one of those ancient california missions in carmel. The whole thing was tasteful. I have about fifty cousins. That's me inappropriately dressed like a manager at McDonalds.

Alex proceeded to lay claim to all the bridesmaids with his dance moves--

--and his impromptu acoustic guitar sessions.

I ended up taking these two really strange photos of my sister.

Anna flew in all the way from boston and I stole her glasses.

Around this time, I noticed that my little cousins were getting more and more happy. Notice the conspicuous booze in the vicinity.

Check out this kid copying alex!

I went to dinner with my friend Marisa and then over to the Arrow bar.

Besides her cool new friend Chrissy,

I saw tons of the same people I always see out in SF. There's something to be said for NY anonymity.

All of my photos of Marisa always come out like this:

Except this one:

Posted on Tuesday, October 28, 2003, 07:56 PM


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