Edie was exploring our new apartment and was really intrigued by a roll of saran wrap that she found (that'd we'd used to wrap boxes in our recent move). So I took it upon myself to use the packing-wrap to make Edie a little doggie outfit.
At some point during our meal, one of my weaselly friends managed to sneak away from the table and tip our waitress off to the fact that it was my birthday. She brought me a piece of cake, (complete with candle!) and my friends got to loudly sing "Happy Birthday" and embarrass me! Yay!
After I got home from work the next night, Meredith handed me an envelope. I opened it and it contained a piece of paper with a clue on it! A scavenger hunt!
August 7th was just a normal night around the house...but as soon as the clock struck midnight, Meredith appeared out of nowhere and sniped me with a birthday-treat!
There's not much of a story to tell with rest of the photos. It's pretty much just me getting drunk with my friends. And I ended up getting pretty, pretty drunk - as evidenced by this photo I stole from Dens' Flickr that shows me triple-fisting three different types of drinks, each in a different type of container! (A cup of Scotch, a can of PBR and a bottle of Heineken. Oooof!)
Ok! Here's a doozy of a night for you! On Thursday night I went to the Annex to celebrate Gurj's birthday! Here's the birthday girl with her heart-throb, Rob Stevenson!
...to celebrate Vin's birthday! Ninja is a theme restaurant and when you walking in the entrance, all you find is a 5' x 5' room with a hostess and two big, stainless-steel elevator doors. The hostess gets your name, quietly whispers something into a walkie-talkie, and the elevator opens. It takes you down one floor and then you're led to your table (by a ninja!) through a dark, twisty passage where all sorts of other ninjas jump down off of platforms and pop out of trap doors and scare the shit out of you. Here's Vin waiting for the elevator to open!
This picture was taken on March 4th after midnight which means that it was technically taken on MEREDITH'S BIRTHDAY!!! WOOOOO! Happy 26th Birthday, Gorgeous! I love you! She didn't really feel up to going out on a Saturday night (the Lower East Side on a Saturday night = Guido Nightmare), so we had a nice, quiet birthday celebration in her apartment.
After the birthday cake had been sliced up, passed around and eaten, Siege brought out the special "King Cake" that his mom sends up from New Orleans every year! A "King Cake" has a little plastic baby baked into it and if you end up getting the piece of cake that contains said baby, YOU ARE THE KING! In this case, the Kingship entitled you to VIP treatment at the stripclub the party was soon moving on to!
...Dodgeball.com t-shirt! Dennis to Josh: "Happy Birthday...now help promote my company!" (Actually, I'm only teasing Dennis! The dodgeball shirt was relevant because after we graduated college and we all got booted off Syracuse University's web servers, Dennis bought the dodgeball.com domain as a place for the three of us to move our personal sites to! They were hosted there for a year or two until Dennis wanted to use to domain for a "city guide" project he was working on in 2000. So that's when Dennis moved his personal site to TeenDrama.com and I bought the I Keep a Diary domain!)
...The "Happy Birthday Katie Sparkler Celebration!" Which is where all the girls at the party waved their sparklers around, danced, wished Katie a happy birthday and made lots of "WOOOOOOOO!" sounds.
On Thursday, a whole bunch of us took Sarah out to dinner at Kate's Joint to celebrate her birthday! Here she is showing off a glow in the dark coffee cup and some sort of kissing flamingos decoration (which had to have been gifts from Meredith).
We got her Oprah's 20th Anniversary DVD collection (which was actually released on the day of her birthday!). Look how happy my mom is! (And check out my brother's magnificent "Get a load of Oprah") Hahah. Happy Birthday, mom! We love you!
I ended up getting really drunk and leaving my camera in the kitchen (which is a rarity - because usually no matter how drunk I get, I manage to continually snap photos anyway). So these are the only two pics I have from the party! Jess getting ready to blow out her birthday candles!
...and then put his hammock back up and all the rest of his stuff back in place. Then we cooked up a plausable cover-story: Grant called Fatty on his cell and told him that he had been working in Fatty's apartment earlier in the day when Fatty's building's super showed up with a maintenance crew and told Grant that they needed access to Fatty's deck. They had been working on the building that makes up the back wall of Fatty's deck and needed to put up some plastic to waterproof the plaster work that they'd done. Grant explained to Fatty that the super had apologized for the inconvenience and told him that the men would be back early next week to take the plastic down.
Now here's the kicker: Fatty was having a birthday BBQ party on his deck over the weekend. So our plan was, to wait until the party was in full effect out on the deck and then have one of the party guests ask Fatty, "Hey, what's up with that plastic tarp?" After Fatty had finished explaining the fictitious story we'd fed him, we were going to rip the plastic down and surprise him with a huge mural of HIMSELF playing guitar in front of a Puerto Rican flag that we'd managed to PAINT ON HIS BACK WALL right under his nose in front of all of his party guests!!! Hahahaha. Would've been amazing, right?
Sadly, it didn't work out that way. Later that night, there was a huge storm and it torrentially rained for like 3 hours. Grant and I were hanging out and we had our fingers crossed that the tape would hold. But then at 11pm, my phone rang...I saw that it was Fatty and my heart skipped a beat. Did he know? Was he mad? I answered the phone.
"Dude, so I'm about to go to bed and I go to the bathroom to brush my teeth and on my way to the bathroom I look out onto the deck and I see a giant picture of my head peeking back at me from behind a giant black tarp. Uhhhh, you and Grant wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you?" Hahahaha. The gig was up. We agreed to meet up for a drink.
And then later that night I met up with Emily and Rachael to celebrate Rachael's 26th birthday! Happy Birthday, Ray Ray! That about wraps up the first half of the July Roundup! Part Two coming soon!
Then we all went to the Pink Pony for a big birthday dinner! (Except I can't remember whose birthday it was...mostly because I am pretty much a horrible person).
The red icing my mom bought turned out looking too much like ketchup on the brown cake-icing! She started to fix it with some errant orange icing she had that came out looking like Cheez Whiz and that's when she decided to leave well enough alone.
After I bid Grant farewell (and after I'd finished admiring his undies) I hopped a train out to New Jersey to my parent's house to wish my dad a happy 58th (Holy crap!) birthday!
After the show, we hopped in a cab (too cold for the subway...holy Jesus!) and headed out to Williamsburg to help Matt Lesser celebrate his birthday in karaoke style.
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