The 365: Day 956

Sunday, August 14, 2011 (226/956)

Porch time with Loony.

The 365: Day 866

Monday, May 16, 2011 (136/866)

Hangin out.

The 365: Day 697

Sunday, November 28, 2010 (332/697)

Aftermath.





Aftermath.





Aftermath.





Good morning.

The 365: Day 696

Saturday, November 27, 2010 (331/696)






She made me take a picture of her doing this. She thought it was hilarious. I think I’m missing something.





Elliot! Poppin a squat! Hitting them skins like they owe him money!





Ice, Ice, Baby!





Hush little thing, don’t you worry. With each passing drink, your vision will get blurry.





This is Loony.

The 365: Day 586

Monday, August 9, 2010 (221/586)

One of many scars from dancing half naked with Loony at my brother’s wedding until 4AM.

The 365: Day 585

Sunday, August 8, 2010 (220/585)

Day after my brother's wedding:

Found in the morning lying next to the refrigerator.

Beach.

Help put things away. Take a swan dive into a sea of folding chairs that were still set up for the wedding from the night before. Why? Because I thought it would be funny. It was.

Go into town to pick up 8 pizzas with no shoes, and wearing my groomsman shirt, open. Got scolded by the clerk. Townie.

Drank with the wedding party until midnight, talking and eating pizza.

Hung out with this chick, drinking on her deck overlooking Lake Michigan from midnight to 6 A.M.

The 365: Day 584

Saturday, August 7, 2010 (219/584)

Jorge, my “+1” to the wedding, and my cousin Timmy C, at The Village Green (behind the Soda Bar) sweeping and helping to get things tidy for the reception.





First comes love . . .





. . . then comes marriage . . .





. . . then comes my niece awkwardly passed out and taking a nap for the big night of dancing ahead.





I wasn't aloud to wear my pink Ray-Bans for the wedding party photo shoot. So instead I had to wear these. I look like I'm ready for a night of date-rape at Sound Bar.

The 365: Day 547

Thursday, July 1, 2010 (182/547)

Michigan for the holiday weekend.

The 365: Day 538

Tuesday, June 22, 2010 (173/538)

Of course, after a long day of retail work the only thing I want to do is spend the day at the mall. Sorry if that sounded sarcastic, it was my idea. Fun day!

The 365: Day 515

Sunday, May 30, 2010 (150/515)

Setting up the bracket for the annual Palisades Open Memorial Day Beer Pong Tournament.





Balls are flyin like on the set of a Vivid Video Production.





My teammate from Team Wolf – Pack.





We lost. But it still looks like I won.





Announcing the championship round.





The bracket.





What is this, Beauty Bar? Where the hell are my nipples?





Burn sucka.





I wanted to starts to leaps across it, but Jessie wouldn’t let me.





It’s going to be a good summer.

The 365: Day 514

Saturday, May 29, 2010 (149/514)

I have a nightly view of the sunset over Lake Michigan from the bedroom in my Michigan cottage. As I sit in my bed, this is what I see. The camera is not doing justice to the actual colors and contrast of the true beauty, but here you go. Sit on it.





Some broad.





Brogle.





Small fire – physically and socially.





Subtle ad for Busch Light.





I have a problem with being pumped out onto the beach just feet from where we have our fire. This doesn’t look sanitary. Where is the board? Why are they allowing this?





Cease The Day snaps a pic of Smelliot The Skunk with his camera, as Dogle and Brogle chill in the background.





The last man standing. The fire is out. The rowdies have crashed. And one man stands alone reflecting on the nights that this beach has seen.

The 365: Day 513

Friday, May 28, 2010 (148/513)

This is the girl who keeps blowin up my phone at all hours of the night. Welcome to Pure Michigan. Great Lakes, Great Times.





I call this photo, “Sober Sally.”

The 365: Day 504

Wednesday, May 19, 2010 (139/504)

I received an SOS call before Violet Winter rehearsal. So afterward I found myself in Naperville trying to make my friend feel better. I may have managed to get about an hour of sleep.

365 Days of Tommy P: Day 305

Sunday, November 1, 2009 (305)

I woke up with my tie, vest, and coat still on – with no sign of my shirt. Typical.




I really don’t have anything to say. Pictured with Eric Stang.




I tackled Loony into this fence when we were reunited for the first time in a year on July 1st. One can clearly tell from the 45-degree angle of the pole that I was fairly enthused to see her.

365 Days of Tommy P: Day 289

Friday, October 16, 2009 (289)

I wandered around for a few miles/hours in a small New England town.




This is a tiny mysterious shack I found in the middle of trees.




That’s just good ol’ fashion racism.




With Loony at a Chi Phi (Tau Zeta) party.




This photo, plus accounts from Loony the next morning, indicate that Tim and I not only ate these sandwiches, but ate an entire contanister of Pringles (after pouring mustard into it).