[brotillion]

I am fulfilling the bro stereotype. Vain. Belligerent.

With the help of FLASH and the Pana fam, we decided to do my 21st birthday a bit differently. A roast to end all roasts. A Brotillion of sorts. Both of which, I probably deserved.

We were able to book Pianos Bar in Bloomfield. Just as its namesake, the venue features pianos and house musicians every night. Almost a cabaret-vibe. Definitely a musician's haven.

The night was filled with cheap shots and vulgarity. Everyone from my roommates, to fellow open mic fiends, to even my own flesh and blood had something to say. At first, I didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. How much dirt can one person have, right?

Well thanks to my brother... more than enough.

We had friends from far and wide, from Staten Island, to Arkansas, to even Tokyo.



Despite some embarrassment, we all had a good time. We raised money for FLASH. Poets Ashley and TJ used their eloquence to rip me to shreds. My roommates brought up stories of music, comic books, and drunken escapades. And some, just made some ridiculously well-edited videos.



best. birthday. ever.
-Matt