Mini-reunion Lexington June '07

A few of us met up for Jon's birthday in Lexington and had a blast!!

Bachelor party caught on tape!

While partying at the Palms’ Ghostbar for the bachelor party we brushed shoulders with many of the roommates from the Real World Reunion : Las Vegas while they were in the process of filming. The 2nd episode just aired last night and we made a guest appearance! We all make cameos at one point in the episode but this one is the real money shot!!

OBX 2006

Our first runion was a resounding success. Eleven of us rented a house in the Outer Banks, NC. Good times were had by all. We knew that our first reunion would set the precedent for all others. My friends, the bar has been set very high.

See our reunion shirt design here.

The Residents

The residents of 305 Grosvenor were an All-Star Cast of varying forms of entertainment. Below is a brief description of each including their respective position within the house (floor, back/front , right/left)

Nick, (3.B.L.), a.k.a. The Greek, is currently living in Cleveland, OH with his parents and working the graveyard shift at Dunkin’ Donuts with a fairly lucrative Cutco Knife demo business on the side. He hopes to tryout for the Cleveland Indians mascot position in the spring and feels his botched trip to Russia will certainly increase his chances of someday running for political office.






Gene, (2.B.L.), is currently volunteering at the American Red Cross Headquarters in Baton Rouge, LA supervising hurricane relief efforts. After spending the winter working in Colorado at the Skier's Chalet with hopes of pursing the Argentine love interest of his life, Nadia, he plans to return to the Bluegrass and attend the world reknown Madisonville Community School of Medicine. In his free time he enjoys 80’s break-dancing and high stakes gambling with “Perfect Dark”. Yes, he'll have a second glass of Bob Red.

Jon , (2.B.R.), is currently defying the odds and proving that Kansas City, MO is not the worst place in the continental US for single young professionals to get a date. Professionally, he is setting a new standard in Overhead Transmission Line Design while working on sponsorship deals for the return of the Kentucky Marathoners. In his spare time he enjoys relaxing in his chaise lounge while working on his audition monologue for “Death to Smoochy II”.

Brandon, (3.F.L.), is realizing his life long dream, as expressed during Halloween ’03, and overseeing some major construction projects where he resides in Madison, WI. In his spare time he enjoys prank-calling the deaf with Sprint Relay Service and explaining to Cheeseheads that he is not the originator for cows carrying signs reading, “Eat Mor Chikin’” and that it is actually an add campaign for Chick-fil-A. 'Lil Boozy Woozy?







Ben, (2.F.R.), is currently residing in Long Beach, NY and doing something similar to exploring the risks of mixing baking powder and vinegar in a sealed two liter bottle. His aspirations to become the modern day Clark W. Griswold are well in the works as he spends his free time shopping for vintage turtleneck dickies and preparing blueprints for this years’ Christmas Light Extravaganza at 69 Tennessee Avenue. And I think its safe to say that we all feel comfortable with Clark Griswold handling our rocket safety & propulsion needs.



Joe, (2.F.L.), resides in St. Paul, MN where he is attempting to fulfill his prophecy by studying Law – “Pencils down!”. In his spare time he enjoys discussing the details of the bear market with Fred Khayat and perfecting the art of minimalist living by selling all of his worldly possessions on EBay. As seen on the left, he also enjoys spontaneously breaking into scenes of the Shawshank Redemption.


Lucy, (3.F.R.), is the wife of Tony “the Tiger” and resides in the suburbs of Cincinnatti, OH. Tony and Lucy enjoy traveling across the country in search of young college students looking to perfect the “art form” that is College Football Tail-Gating. In her free time she enjoys not working at Logan’s Roadhouse anymore and is the president of the Dawson’s Creek fan club.

The house that Fred built...

305 Grosvenor, a.k.a. The Cash Money Mansion, was a house shared by 7 friends during our senior year of college. When we first laid our eyes on the house, we didn’t see a 100 year old, three story, nine bedroom decrepit structure that strongly resembled a brothel – we saw potential. Dreaming past the petrified gum coating the dining room floor and the weeds growing in the showers, we were able to imagine the summer barbeques in the front yard, the vicious beer-pong tournaments in the dining room and the thousands of cheese sticks we would someday consume within those very walls. So with little hesitation we met with the landlord, Fred “I was in college once!” Khayat, and committed ourselves for the year – and what a year it was…

Sure… perhaps we were overly ambitious to take on such a project. I can still remember seeing the look of confusion on Nick’s face as he returned from a semester abroad in London and saw the house for the first time. He looked me square in the eye and said “What in the F#%@! were you guys thinking?” However, before long Nick too came to appreciate the character of those decaying yellow brick walls.

While still residents of 305 Grosvenor it is true that we often over looked the incredible experiences the house facilitated and were instead blinded by the minor drawbacks of the house. While we could have found a lifetime of happiness in the 20+ friends at our Thanksgiving feast we were more worried about the 12 pound R.O.U.S. (Rodent of Unusual Size) in the kitchen trashcan. Even though the glowing 6 foot diameter Christmas wreath was the pride of the street from December through early May, we concerned ourselves more with the wobbly fire escape with steps that were known to break. However, having distanced myself from that Big Yellow Barn by over a years time and hundreds of miles I have begun to realize what a great place we had. Therefore, this blog has been created so we may continue to relive the many memories of the past and more importantly plan the many new memories we will share together.

So…

If you’ve ever paid more for 2nd floor rent and lived in sub-arctic temperatures while those living on the third floor and payed less maintained a toasty 70 degrees – this page is for you.

If you’ve ever received a $1200 dollar gas bill and still awoken with ice on your comforter – this page is for you.

If you’ve ever consumed over 9 pounds of cheese sticks in under 45 seconds – this page is for you.

If you’ve ever taken a two-story beer bong out of Club Impellizzeri – this page is for you.

If you’ve ever bolted your bed to the floor in the middle of your room and ripped your shirt off singing “Livin’ on a Prayer”– this page is for you.

If you’ve ever failed a final because you spent 11 hours trying to upgrade the rank of Dark Harm to Special Agent – this page is for you.

If you've ever drunk dialed your landlord at 4:34 am in the morning and tried to close a real estate deal - this page is for you.

If you've ever picked up an Asian family's car and placed it on the sidewalk - this page is for you.

If you've ever shot bottlerocks inside the 3rd floor hallway - this page is for you.

If you've ever awoken to find shreds of cheesestick boxes and splatters of ranch dressing covering the family room floor and walls as if devoured by a pack of anarchist wolves - this page is for you.

If you've ever stolen the back door off your neighbor's house for the sole purpose of ensuring you have a big enough beer pong table - this page is for you.

305 - this page is for you.