Tuesday, September 28, 2010

For Darren and Lindsey

This is the night James and I met Lindsey, who would marry Darren. It was at a play, The Guys, and when Darren introduced me to her, I shook her hand and she looked right into my eye and I thought, hmm, she seems different from the girls I usually see with Darren.

After the play we went with Brant (also pictured) to the classy JB's for pie or something, and she made a comment so insightful, I thought, hmm, I wish I had said that.

I was not surprised when Darren told us they were getting married. I was more like, hmm, that makes sense.

Now they are married and have a baby and are presumably happy (correct me if I'm wrong, guys), and I just stumbled on this photo of the first time we met.

Also for Darren, the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest Winners for worst first lines:

On reflection, Angela perceived that her relationships with Tom had always been a little rocky, not quiet a roller-coaster ride but more like when the toilet-paper roll gets a little squashed so it hangs crooked and every time you pull some off you can hear the rest going bumpity-bumpity in its holder until you go nuts and push it back into shape, a degree of annoyance that Angela had now almost attained.
-Rephah Berg, 2002

Detective Bart Lasiter was in his office studying the light from his one small window falling on his super burrito when the door swung open to reveal a woman whose body said you've had your last burrito for a while, whose face said angels did exist, and whose eyes said she could make you dig your own grave and lick the shovel clean.
-Jim Guigli, 2006

Theirs was a New York love, a checkered taxi ride burning rubber, and like the city, their passion was open 24/7, steam rising from their bodies like slick streets exhaling warm, moist breath through manhole covers stamped "Forged by DeLaney Bros., Piscataway, N.J."
Gordon Spik, 2008


  1. You saying that something that I said was something that you wished you had said...is like the highest compliment I can even think about getting. Honestly, I'm of awe of Darren and his friends' brains.

    One thing I've always known about Darren: he is really good at making really great friends. I am happy to know you guys.

    And yes, we're happy, as happy as you can be living in your parent's basement! ;) Our real lives will start soon.

    Good thing Finn is AWESOME. Wish we had a trip to NYC planned any time soon. I'd like to see you guys (and maybe get a picture of us together) and visit that dessert truck you occasionally speak of.

  2. Congrats Man ! It is great post ! I can guess you enjoyed lot there. Darren is really good in making great friends. I would love to meet her.