Showing posts with label party. Show all posts
Showing posts with label party. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

More Proof at the Drake Underground

Once a month we all get together and make an exception to the "no drake" policy to attend Mr. Jon Friis's More Proof fiesta.
At first I thought this photo was all about Jon flailing and skipping about, but then I noticed this girl who I probably shoulda talked to.
Now this one, got rather tired of my photo taking antics. Notice my bro Josh giving us the rock on.
I like a little lick now and again. Notice Mama Liza's hungry eye. K couldn't resist this all-star line-up: travis, laura (sup neighbor), some dude, your boy brian, rory them finest!
Enough said.

Now on to the dancing shots. Bounce!


Nice floors down there surprisingly. Good party jon, pretty tight man, pretty tight.


Monday, July 7, 2008

Northern Yonge: Torontopeg Edition Alt Title: Takin Care of Bizness

Torontopeg: Def. "The intermingling of young people from toronto and winnipeg, resulting in wild house parties attended by members of each group."
Did a little northern yonge performance at the torontopeg party, which actually celebrated the departure of young biz, off to london, then nyc. bye bye bizzie biz, see you soon.
after the show, displaying torontopeg tshirt. sorry if any girls got hurt in the giant brawl over the last two shirts.
me and mama liza, slash liza property, slash partner in crime. she rocked the house.
these photos courtesy of sarah nicole. thanks a bunch!

Adam Crunkshank

Went to a house party at queen and portland hosted by our friend hanna k. thanks for a great party hannah, and thanks for inviting:
Matty K - don't see him often enough but when i do it's onnnnn.
adam crunk shank doing his thing at a loft of some sort.

ah young schumacher, always sporting the best t's.

Monday, June 30, 2008

Garden Party Chronicles: Part I


It's not often that I get to go hang out with my old buddy Rachel, so when she throws a garden party i just make time to stop by. With my possie, obviously.
Dave, Dave, Dave. It's good to have you back, we missed your antics.
Here's the birthday girl, pictured with me, and map.

I have no further comment except to say that I promised not to publish the photos of Dave trying to get all up in that Liza.

Rachel's mom's an architect. My mom is an architecture critic. We both grew up with modern furniture. I like that.