What makes Dick and Jane run?
Run Dick and Jane, run.
We went to a Chemistry Party in Brooklyn for the 4th of July. As always, those parties are a freakin' blast. Going to
one of these parties is like going to a carnival. They had burlesque dancers, fire spinners, two DJ's, a rooftop
area overlooking Brooklyn fireworks, massage tables, sexy as hell bartenders, and as always, a really wild crowd.
I wrote and article about it for Eros-zine here.
Jane doing her part for America. Us with Kenny Blunt and Sheila
Monster...who host the
Chemistry Parties. Great people.
Crashing on the couch in the loft area. You wouldn't
believe the insanity that was going on around us.
Our great Pals R&C threw their annual summer bash on the east end of Long Island. We try not to miss it because they never fail
to deliver a great time. Their house is gorgeous, their pool is awesome, and they make enough food to feed a 3rd world nation.
We love these two nuts.
If you stare at that shirt long enough, I could a booger on my shirt, and no one would know.
you'll get hypnotized.
Drunken night swimming Our Pal Jen had a *tad* too much to drink.
We went to see Otto & George at the Stress Factory . Otto is a ventriliquist, and his alter ego George is a
foul mouthed 2 1/2 ft tall sociopath. We laughed so hard we hurt afterwards...and Otto is in
Dire need of therapy.
Jane & Otto This is a shot we got from the 'net so
you can see what George looks like...
vile little wooden prick that he is.
This place rules. Us doing a Magic Hat commercial . Awesome beer.
We had family in town, and took them to Times Square so we could get price gouged, and have lousy, overpiced
chain restaurant foo foo drinks. Madame Tousaud's Wax Museum is mildly amusing, if you are willing
to make an ass of yourself...which I always am. For the life of me I just don't understand *why*
tourists stop walking in the middle of the sidewalk and stare straight up in the air. Yes, you midwestern
shitheads...this is NYC, we have tall buildings here. Walk... or die.
Not sure where this picture is from...but we Giving the wax Al Roker the finger...brave guy that I am.
threw it up anyway. I hate that bloated oaf.
...stealing Donald Trump's wallet. Jane would make a great Ulla
Jane would run me over for a night Make no mistake....if this was the real Rachel Ray
with David Wright Jane would still strangle her.
I hear that Madonna's Vagina is goiog to franchise. Us at the Hard Rock trying to be cool...
in vain might I add.
Opie and Anthony had their "WOW" Bike run to Philadelphia...Jane was on the lead Bike down there with our good pal Keith.
In typical O&A fashion, it was a great time. We all met up at a bar called "the Lagoon" in Philly, and afterwards
Jim Norton had a signing for his book "Happy Endings"...which hit #4 on the NY Times best seller list.
The O&A crowd fucking *R-U-L-E-S*... and when the boys come themselves it gets even better.
Special thanks to Keith for just being great to us...you are the best, man.
Jane & HappyTypingGirl 6AM...West 57th street ...the O&A pests
start to gather.
Psychopath Sonny Ferelli...great guy. Jane with Keith...not sure who the dude on the left is.
Estrogen meeting.
Jane doing a radio interview. WYSP has since become a bunch of douche bags,
and dropped O&A from their line-up.
Fuck Them.
Me and O&A producer, Steve ...another great guy. Fun bar...awful burgers.
Opie & Jimmy doing radio tomfoolery. Octane...Killer metal band...We are big fans.
Jane & Dizzypeach...who is a fucking 10 Big AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
The loveable, and might I dare say adorable 70 Bikes cruising down the NJ
Pat From Moonachie Turnpike looked pretty impressive.
My dream threesome...we love HTG. Jane with the most talented guy in radio...Anthony Cumia
Yeah, we went for the $10 for the Octane CD... That helmet is the same size as...er ...nevermind.
totally worth it.
We hit the Jersey shore now and then...especially when we've had a brutal week. Here we are at Pt Pleasant ...
mainly because that is the home of the "Tiki Bar". Drunken New Jersians on a Friday afternoon...hilarious.
I am such a fat bastard, I really shouldn't have been eating that Ice Cream... But it seems to work for Jane
Us at the Tiki Bar...love this place. See you all next month.
