Category Archives: my birthday
It’s Hot
My AC is going full-blast, and I’m still dripping with sweat. Yesterday was my birthday party, and the hottest day of the year so far. I wisely decided to do the party outdoors, at a beer garden. Everyone melted into puddles and got mopped away by ladies wearing wench costumes. Another thing that happened atContinue reading “It’s Hot”
So! Birthday
It took me three days to feel human again after my birthday, which is, of course, a sign that things went well. At least 30 people showed up. I think. At one point, I decided that everyone in the bar had obviously come for my birthday and my birthday only, and inflated the number wheneverContinue reading “So! Birthday”
One Photo From the B-Day
I’ll have stories in a bit, but here’s a photo of me pretending to know the tango:
Countdown Til My Birthday
The Most Wonderful Time of the Year
No, not City Stank, although that started up today, as well. (Park Slope smelled like dog shit this morning when I woke up at 6 to go to the gym. And it wasn’t even hot out yet.) No, my pals, it’s my birthday. One week from tomorrow, your host will be 31 years old. IContinue reading “The Most Wonderful Time of the Year”
