What if they held a disaster and nobody came? Okay, sorry about that. It's too late in the year for the Y2K jokes. These pictures are from the impromptu New Year's Eve party held at Adrienne's, starring me, Brian, Lauren, Adrienne, Dave, Jeremy, Brandin, and Adrienne's parents' vast vinyl collection. It was a lot of fun, as these images shall testify. (I must thank Brandin for his scanning services.) Me, Brian, Lauren, and Jeremy. (Note: At the time this photo was taken, Jeremy despised the Beatles and swore that he always would, yet a few months later he was buying the Yellow Submarine figurines and commandeering his mom's vinyl Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. A few other pictures from this roll show him w/Beatles records in hand. Coincidence?) You just saw this picture, didn't you? Adrienne, Brian, Lauren, Jeremy, and the Bee Gees. (Thankfully, Jeremy hasn't started up a Bee Gees collection yet...I don't think.) Jeremy, in anguish, for some reason I really can't remember. Brandin and Dave. It was this big. Me. Am I not the spirit of the Year 2000 embodied? Sure, if the Year 2000 is fat, pimply, predisposed to things that sparkle, and is wearing Jeremy's hat. Brandin, wishing he could be as cool and hip as Lauren and Adrienne. Or maybe just wishing he had the bubble wand. Me and Brian, blissfully oblivious to the bevy of horrors crouching behind us. Dave. There's nothing I can say about this picture that it hasn't already said itself, and better. Adrienne & Lauren. Yeah, there's not much I can say about this one either. Brian getting down, part one. Jeremy and Brian getting down, part two. He is also saying either "No cameras" or "Really, I'm stuffed, thanks" or "That's the end of the New Year's Eve pictures, so be gone."
