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The Gorman's Grinch pup tried with all her might to steal our holiday fun...but alas, we prevailed!

The crowd spanned the ages - new edition Dali chillin' with proud parents Justin and Rachel - the kid is a born rocker!

Part of the Redcats (rahrrrrrr!) crew with photographer Claudio Marinesco.

The Gorman brothers, two personalities - one vision...

What can you buy at a Bonamarte? Alex and stylist/party paparazzi Jazz.

Now the party was supposed to end around 9:30, here you can plainly see the owner of Shorty's 32 looking in dismay at the crowd around 11PM.  Thanks to all for coming out and making this yet another Anyway... party to remember (or not).

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Our own David Buttigieg tied the knot at Ashford Castle in Cong, Ireland. This breath taking wedding backdrop was built in 1228 and beautifully restored by the Guinness Family in the 1850's.  With 300 + acres to wander, Ashford is a great place to golf, fish, shoot, and most importantly, learn the art of falconry.

David, holding one of the smartest birds of prey, is seen here risking his thumb a mere two hours before saying I do.

Thankfully, the Guinness family was kind enough to leave behind a few taps. "I do" seemed to be the theme of the evening, as in, "I do want another Guinness!"  Congratulations to Kristen and David.  "I do" believe the castle heirs are reconstructing the moat to keep us out...

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David Buttigieg, Anyway photographer and esrtwhile mascot, enjoying his birthday gathering at the South Street Seaport Beer Garden, the shiny happy Art Buyers, Art Directors, Producers, Assistants, Agents, Photographers and other fans in-tow managed to forego their hipper habitats for the touristy ambiance and actually loved it!  

And the views can't be beat.  Only here can you be a tourist in your own town!! 

Just another Summer night heckling the single-A ball teams and the crowd of children around us. The Brooklyn Cyclones got creamed! And when they loose, the home crowd takes it out on the Mascots and the kids, (that's what they're for, right?). Dave Buttigieg, seen here harassing a 12-year old from the local Yeshiva.

Though we'd all gorged ourselves on Nathan's Famous, someone (Matt) thought it would be a good idea to squeeze our beer-bloated guts into some festively painted steel and have ourselves flung around at 80mph. Someone in fact thinks that trying to make one's friends throw up is a great way to spend an evening.

The Cyclone, scary to look at, scarier to ride. The coaster is over 75 years old, made mostly of wood, visibly shakes, audibly creaks and if these facts don't strike fear in your hearts, take a gander at the carnies who maintain it and let me know if you still want to get on.

Team Anyway seen here, screams muffled by the din of the groaning framework.

According to one source "1 in 150 million rides on a rollercoaster result in death and there are 900 million rides each year in USA." Nothing to be found on the Internet about Cyclone deaths (conspiracy) but plenty of Cyclone history to be had.

Think you are a Brooklyn tough-guy? Not till you ride the Cyclone.

Posted by anyway at 08:28 PM | Permalink

At 10 West Little 12th Street, right around the cobble stones from Pastis, there is an infant eatery as yet un-crammed with NY foodies....but they will come. 

Photographer, David Buttigieg and friend Lisa Eisler, yucked it up in the serene patio/yard behind the brick-walled and high-cellinged bar. Tables are charming but few, so don't tell anyone you went! 

We tried a pile of apps and were aptly served by their harried staff as our unruly group of 15 picked over the pretty dishes. The 'Shrimp with Black Bean Sauce' sounded like chinese take-out and was anything but. The foie gras with peaches got applause as well. The manager folded abandoned napkins whenever we went to powder....it is so nice to be treated like a civilized human being sometimes! 

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Anyway boys get chicks with their muscle cars, like Darren's 1968 Cougar shown here.

Sexy like a Stang, Fab like a Firebird, but we look at the steel dashboard and think 'head-on-collision?'

She purrs like a kitten and gets at least 10 miles to the gallon. Darren bought the car from Anyway photographer and good pal David Buttigieg, who buys lemons at auction and deftly gussies them up for sale. This Cougar has lit itself on fire (which sent D screaming 'like a girl' from the rig), been towed a couple times, ticketed daily and has had all the rusted-out floorboards redone by a Polish welder in billyberg allegedly with old stop signs. Darren still loves it. At least today...

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