Monday, April 16th is my 40th Birthday. I had not planned on making a big deal of it, and unless everyone else I know has suddenly developed super-secret ninja skills, no one else is going to make a big deal of it either.
I’ll be stopping by the liquor store on my way home from work and purchasing the oldest bottle of scotch I can afford which is reasonably priced, then I’ll grill out some steaks if the weather holds.
I’d like to invite all my pretend internet friends to have a drink in honor of my minor milestone on Monday evening.
So, if you are able, live-comment yourself consuming your favorite adult beverage, push play on the video below, and raise a toast…to me.
“Don’t worry ’bout tomorrow, take it today! Forget about the check, we’ll get hell to pay…Have a drink on me!”
Thanks.
Fun and frivolity after the fold.
*3:00* The boss just told me to hit the road. When I told him my plan for the evening he shook his head, looked at me, said,”Get the (ef) outa here…” shook his head again, and left my office.
(I’m not sure if he was being incredulous at my semi-tarded party plans or dismissing me early as a birthday gift. Either way…I’m outa here.)
*5:30*
Just couldn’t pull the trigger on an $80 bottle of booze, went with my gut on a 12 year Glenlivet.
It’s too windy to cook out on the deck, so I moved the grill to the garage. (Which may be on fire, BRB.)
*5:57*
Yep, that’s right, it’s a mason jar. You got a problem?
Mrs. Pupster and the Pupster boys decorated for me.
*6:35*
Dinners cooking, Pupster boys are hungry and fighting with each other. Mrs. Pupster went with the pizza-sized cookie instead of cake.
*7:30* Dinner 
, Cookie Cake,
, then presents: Merle Haggard CD (What? It’s the greatest drinking music ever!)
, and MP3 Player,
.
*8:30* Drinking and listening to Merle.
And for Dave in Texas:
*9:12* I’m going to work on a slide show in photobucket. All in all, a good time was had by me.
*11:10*
