I can't say he's one of my best friends, but he is one of my favorite people. Pang. He was my roommate for awhile when I lived in a fraternity at MIT. Here we are in Fenway Park.

Jonathan and I have known Geoff since he we were five-years-old. It was on this trip that we convinced him that we never farted. We also convinced him to pick a pumpkin that his neighbor was growing in order to set the record for the biggest pumpkin. I think we got Geoff to drink vegetable oil, but maybe that's just our own urban myth. Geoff is really into baseball and sometimes I like to tease him, say something ignorant just to get him riled up, like "that team is not good at manufacturing runs," or "Defense wins games in the playoffs."

Me and Mike Alper, after graduating high school. Looks like we are both full of ourselves, and not for good reason. There's another picture of Mike a couple years later, in my very first apartment in Boston.

One of Jonathan's best friends, Dash. And there is Geoff in the back. Notice Geoff's shirt. He is into getting dressed up.

One of my best friends in High School, Bruno. He then went to college and roomed with my brother Freshman year. He now lives in Boston.