two?! at once?

this weekend went by in such a blur of fun and stress and money and friends. i need more weekend! more weekend i demand!

saturday was star's virgo birthday party {star, dave & jen}.

star. was. so. drunk. they played a drinking game called moose, wherein star liberally drank of the communal cup, which was filled throughout the night by a bevy of various brands of beer and wine. she is a strong woman, for she chugged at least 3 glasses of the "moose" apertif.

i'm getting a gagging feeling in my throat just considering it.

sunday was spent taking photographs for a friend's niece's wedding. fun! AND i got to see my brother and hang out w/ him and his roommate, who apparently used to be a... dancer. the boy can dance, i'll grant him that.

(they were the "help" - assisting w/ cooking and serving. also, "helping" themselves to drinks from the bar.)



they got a little drunky drunk.



vince can also make an *AWESOME* fruit plate. one of his specialities, one might so say.



it does, however, look a little yannic, no?



on the other side of the camera, surprise!



so....... going back to the title of this post.

on the way back from the wedding, kim happened to get not one, but TWO flat tires at once. can you believe it? what kind of bad luck do i have, right? i heard the POP, thought "oh, crap" and got out to inspect. one tire completely down while the other could be heard hissing really loudly. upon close examination, i could feel and see a rather large piece of metal/glass in the middle of the quickly deflating tire.

*big sigh*

thankfully, anthony and saad came to the rescue! much time was spent waiting by myself, at 11 pm at night, on a lonely stretch of highway. creeeepy!

so i entertained myself by taking photographs of the surrounding area.



the view from the front of the car:



views from the driver's side:





and side views from the driver's side of cars passing by:




total. suckage.



at least now anthony has nice new tires and a newly adjusted alignment. so that's a plus. AND i wasn't kidnapped and chainsaw massacred in largo, home of the "country skillet" restaurant.

mmm MMMMM!