Amanda, Leigh & Kim all have the same birthday! This mega-birthday extravaganza kicked off with Amanda's birthday out at Rockaway! Here's the birthday girl along with fellow beach heartbreakers, Naomi & Astra.
Oh man, I love this picture SO MUCH. Every time I look at David's face I can actually hear the perverted little cackle he does when something naughty happens: "Heh...heh...heeeh."
...the monkey was just excited about all of us! Homeboy was packing!. Boy, thirty years old and still doing stuff like pretending an inflatable monkey's tail is a giant inflatable monkey-penis. I guess my eighth-grade guidance counselor was right about me all along! (At least he was wrong about the whole "ending up in jail" part! Er, at least so far anyway).
If you would've asked fifteen year-old me what I'd be doing on the night of my thirtieth birthday, I know without a doubt that he wouldn't have even come close to describing this photo.
Here's is our masterpiece! It's called See-Through Birthday Suit at Thirty. The saran-wrap garment serves as a skin-metaphor for identity and reminds us that that the world is new to us each and every morning. Which means, we are reborn a new each and every day.
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!
Leigh said I could have anything I wanted for my birthday. So I told her I wanted to see her try on the "I Heart NY" t-shirt I had bought for my friend Ross and Jordana's son Dashle for his first birthday. (They moved away before I got a chance to give it to him and by the time I saw them again, he'd outgrown - or so I thought until I saw Leigh manage to squirm her way into it).
Hahaha. Ross telling wifey to beat it (*Bonus points to Jordana for pulling the "You're in trouble" face that eventually inspired Dashiell's infamous "Whatchoo talking 'bout, Willis?" look
On Tuesday, I met up with Tara for birthday lunch at Cafe Liebowitz on Spring Street. Here she is using her actual ID to legally procure alcohol for the first time ever. Look at lil', mini, sixteen year-old Tara in the corner. Awwww, lil' baby's all growed up!
At some point in the early morning, my roommate's cat walked into the living room with something in his mouth. Which closer investigation revealed to be this severed mouse head! UGH! Here's Scott laughing hysterically and posing with it.
Allie takes Ryan's pants off leaving him writhing on my floor in front of all of his friends in his Tighty-Whities. Yikes. After all of this, Allie left (as did about half the party because they were traumatized). But anyway, the hardcore friends stuck around and we still had a great time. (largely in part because of Matty who kept the music coming. Thanks Matt.)
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