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Out With The Guys

The rugby team, that is. Made the long, cold journey to the Upper East Side for a night of music and comedy. A team fundraiser/bonding experience. Even after all this time, it’s odd to see the fellas dressed in street clothes. Like when I was a lifeguard, or on the dance ensemble. The phrase “I’m not used to seeing you with clothes on” is thrown around, and yes, it has gotten awkward at times.

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01 2010

10 Years of Thankfulness

Today is Thanksgiving, and tomorrow is our ten-year reunion. And while I’m not usually the sappy type to list things for which I am thankful, I have to say that over the last ten years, I have a lot to be thankful for. When added up, the past decade has been an immense time for me — learning, seeing, growing, doing — and it has made me the man I am today. So in spite of my less-than-brilliant life situation (eg, broke, single, unemployed), I still have to give thanks.

In the last ten years, I:

  • Moved to Philadelphia
  • Survived my first term at college
  • Made the Dean’s List
  • Learned to play rugby
  • Became good at video games
  • Mastered basic Calculus
  • Visited London
  • Learned to Salsa dance
  • Moved back to Maplewood
  • Got my first [indoor, professional] job
  • Voted in my first Presidential election
  • Became a disgruntled working stiff
  • Got fired
  • Joined a Shakespeare troupe
  • Built websites
  • Attempted Modern Dance
  • Learned to Swing Dance
  • Attempted Ballet
  • Visited Minneapolis
  • Joined a Fraternity
  • Forgot how to Salsa dance
  • Mastered the finer points of Shakespeare
  • Mastered the finer points of Christopher Marlowe
  • Visited London
  • Worked as a graphic designer
  • Read all the Harry Potter books
  • Visited New Orleans
  • Performed modern dance and ballet
  • Finished a degree in Mechanical Engineering
  • Moved back to Maplewood
  • Worked an unpaid internship
  • Moved to England
  • Visited London frequently
  • Learned the basics of British culture
  • Voted absentee ballot in a Presidential Election
  • Visited Paris
  • Learned to use Chopsticks
  • Mastered the finer points of British culture
  • Picked up a British accent
  • Waited on line for the midnight release of a Harry Potter book
  • Earned a Master’s Degree in Graphic Communication
  • Moved back to Maplewood
  • Freelanced as a graphic designer
  • Lost a British accent
  • Started a design blog
  • Started a podcast
  • Got a full-time job
  • Moved to Brooklyn
  • Became a disgruntled working stiff
  • Quit a full-time job
  • Returned to Freelancing
  • Trained for a marathon
  • Waited on line for the midnight release of a Harry Potter book
  • Ran a marathon
  • Returned to playing rugby
  • Moved to Jersey City
  • Started a blog about business cards
  • And the rest is just details.

    Thanks to everyone who made the last 10 years necessary.

    Halloween 2009, part II

    On Halloween proper, I found myself in Midtown, goofing around with the New York Rugby Team, both men and women. Unfortunately, after a while this became just another night at the bar.

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    10 2009

    Curry Night with the Rugby Team

    Not to play or to practice, on this occasion the men of the New York Rugby Club assembled to eat Indian food and toast to our friend Nick Baker who is leaving New York after a number of years with the club. Adieu. And also to welcome the Australian lads, Darcy, Mick, and Walt, who will be here for the Fall. Welcome.

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    I guess the dubious highlight of the night was AJ vomiting into two water glasses before dinner was even served, and then stashing said glasses on a counter behind us, rather than disposing of them in the toilet. Class.

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    09 2009

    End of Spring Season

    This Spring season was tremendous. Starting from our indoor training in the first week of January, we emerged a new squad, willing 7 of our 8 matches. And after five months, our new Jerseys finally arrived!

    Our final match took place in what is clearly Summer’s heat. But we survived, and Randall’s Island was once again ours for the day. These photos were snapped shortly after our win against the Village Lions.

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    You’re right, we do look good in that photo. Even though no one told that last few of use to fold our arms. Oh well.

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    05 2009

    Old Friends/New Friends in LIC

    After a long day of rugby, and wandering around Yonkers trying to find our way home, I headed to that strange land called Queens, where streets, avenues, places, and blvds, all compete for the same numbers.

    Invited by Melanie, one of my new favourite people, Charlie, Francine, and I schlepped it out to Long Island City, taking the requisite detour from missed exits and generally bad navigation in the industrial heartland of that borough. Met some new people, re-met some existing people, snacked, talked, laughed, had a good time.

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    I need to start taking more pictures again.

    By the way, this is what we were laughing at.

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    05 2009

    New York Rugby vs. Iona College

    For New York Rugby Club‘s annual Family Day, the men had the privilege of playing against Iona College, coached by our former teammate Matt Persanis. We spanked them, but it was a great rugby day all around. Many photos from that day are as follows, but since I’m behind the camera, I’m afraid I’m not in any of them.

    That scenic background you see is the newly-finished field #74 at Randall’s Island.

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    05 2009

    Rugby Alumni Day 2008

    I’m not one for traditions for traditions sake, but I do enjoy the annual ritual that is the rugby alumni match. This year, we had the honour of doubling up with the girls team for a double-header of old-on-young rugby madness.

    It’s true, we may have lost a step over the years, but getting together with the old boys is always a good time. Many of us are still playing, including myself, so we put an adequate spanking on the current, very young, team of Drexel ruggers.

    Many photos, most are crap, more available after the jump.

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    05 2008

    Wouldn’t it be Lover-ly

    Woke up late and scrambled over to watch Australia v. Ireland in rugby. Then, the early part of the afternoon was spent on the streets of Covent Garden, looking at T Shirts, street performers, cool buildings, and just admiring the view.

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    06 2006

    This shit again?

    An eventful day at Drexel, me being an alumnus. First, to the rugby. It rained, but that didn’t stop us. In the mud, it felt just like old times, playing against the undergrads with most of my teammates from yesteryear. Of course the alumni won, and I scored a try, no less.

    BBQ followed, and the usually hullabaloo with red cups and dodgy chicken and mud caked-on the faces of young men. Eventually, singing breaks out and someone does something nasty, like drinking beer from a dirty, rubbery boot. Imagine that….

    And by night, a dance show. The Drexel Dance Ensemble with their spring show, “Progression”. Good to see the old faces, and of course, new ones.

    After that, we found ourselves at New Deck, some random ass bar that apparently makes good food. A few pics, but otherwise inconsequential.

    And by now, I’m tired. Drive home while I’m still awake. At least, I think I’m still awake…

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    06 2006