happy bday times (9/25/2005)
Okay, so I missed like two days, and in that two days I did quite a lot of things. Three nights actually, longer now that I think of it. No pictures available yet, but the footage is almsot captured, and just needs to be converted.
Thursday afternoon I hit The Keg with my parents, for my lovely twenty four ounce prime rib. It was amazing, and even proved to be too much for me, so I took some home for the next day. After I was able to rest a bit, then finally hit... Blueridge! Chilled up there until well past midnight with andrea, eventually stumbled back to her place, and I made quite possibly the greatest alcoholic drink ever.
Inspired by a dream: get a scoop of vanilla ice cream, an equal amount of orange juice and rum, and some sugar, and mix them all in a blender for maybe half a minute. It makes an orange foamy drink, that tastes and has very similar properties to an Orange Julius. There's no trace of taste of booze, but it hits you like a fucker and suddenly you're rolling on the floor laughing. It's quite something, so I urge anyone with a blender to try it. Hmm, maybe I should get one myself.
Friday afternoon I headed home, still buzzing a little, and had some time to recover over a pizza. Then, around six thirty, Ben Cawley showed up around my place, and shortly after schaap came with jessica and katoo. I'm still surprised at how much of a lightweight Schaap is, tsk tsk! But at least he didn't puke, so I'll give him that credit. I did up my bottle of Sourpuss, as well as some bottles of beer that Manj brought along later.
He also brought a black forrest cake, and apparently some of them had planned it for a while, to wail me in the face with it. That's what happened, with a very comical result. It was captured perfectly on camera, so pictures should be made available soon. Schaap also had obtained and brought an ice cream cake with Snow White on it. Charming cake it was, and was quite good. Fuck, everything was good.
Later Bran and even Heather were able to come by, to add to the general chaos and merriment. The cake incident and hog-tying Schaap really stand out, but the whole birthday night was great, and I must thank everyone who came out and supported Team Michael. Y'all are much appreciated, and so I shall hold off releasing the axe monkey on everyone for a while longer.
Saturday afternoon I recovered yet again, but it wasn't too bad. I had to cancel going to the States with my parents in the afternoon though, which was unfortunate but necessary. Later Bran came over, so we grabbed some Xbox games and hooked up our two systems here, and captured some in-game footage, like I was mentioning in a post earlier this week. Preliminary attempts went well, except from some minor technical difficulties. We also watched Blade: Trinity, which brought back fond memories of when I saw it in the theatres. Good movie too, go check it out.
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I'm coming down gently from the buzz I got with Bran and I drinking beers tonight, nothing too serious but enough to get the good feeling. Tomorrow, who knows. I don't work until next friday, so that's ten days in a row off I'm looking at here, after all is said and done. It's like being suspended, only without the free money and hassle that normally comes along with that.
Now I rest, and prepare for more good times yet to come.
Thursday afternoon I hit The Keg with my parents, for my lovely twenty four ounce prime rib. It was amazing, and even proved to be too much for me, so I took some home for the next day. After I was able to rest a bit, then finally hit... Blueridge! Chilled up there until well past midnight with andrea, eventually stumbled back to her place, and I made quite possibly the greatest alcoholic drink ever.
Inspired by a dream: get a scoop of vanilla ice cream, an equal amount of orange juice and rum, and some sugar, and mix them all in a blender for maybe half a minute. It makes an orange foamy drink, that tastes and has very similar properties to an Orange Julius. There's no trace of taste of booze, but it hits you like a fucker and suddenly you're rolling on the floor laughing. It's quite something, so I urge anyone with a blender to try it. Hmm, maybe I should get one myself.
Friday afternoon I headed home, still buzzing a little, and had some time to recover over a pizza. Then, around six thirty, Ben Cawley showed up around my place, and shortly after schaap came with jessica and katoo. I'm still surprised at how much of a lightweight Schaap is, tsk tsk! But at least he didn't puke, so I'll give him that credit. I did up my bottle of Sourpuss, as well as some bottles of beer that Manj brought along later.
He also brought a black forrest cake, and apparently some of them had planned it for a while, to wail me in the face with it. That's what happened, with a very comical result. It was captured perfectly on camera, so pictures should be made available soon. Schaap also had obtained and brought an ice cream cake with Snow White on it. Charming cake it was, and was quite good. Fuck, everything was good.
Later Bran and even Heather were able to come by, to add to the general chaos and merriment. The cake incident and hog-tying Schaap really stand out, but the whole birthday night was great, and I must thank everyone who came out and supported Team Michael. Y'all are much appreciated, and so I shall hold off releasing the axe monkey on everyone for a while longer.
Saturday afternoon I recovered yet again, but it wasn't too bad. I had to cancel going to the States with my parents in the afternoon though, which was unfortunate but necessary. Later Bran came over, so we grabbed some Xbox games and hooked up our two systems here, and captured some in-game footage, like I was mentioning in a post earlier this week. Preliminary attempts went well, except from some minor technical difficulties. We also watched Blade: Trinity, which brought back fond memories of when I saw it in the theatres. Good movie too, go check it out.
[edit]
I'm coming down gently from the buzz I got with Bran and I drinking beers tonight, nothing too serious but enough to get the good feeling. Tomorrow, who knows. I don't work until next friday, so that's ten days in a row off I'm looking at here, after all is said and done. It's like being suspended, only without the free money and hassle that normally comes along with that.
Now I rest, and prepare for more good times yet to come.
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