I have been feeling emotional at work all week, and I was just squeezing out some mid-afternoon tears (sometimes they aren’t logical). And then, like clockwork, it was someone’s birthday. So I went to have some cake (it’s my responsibility).
When I got there, someone said “Tell us a joke!” To which I said, “No.”
But that’s when things got fun.
Someone broke out the pineapple bowling set right in the hallway. Coconut ball (complete with the three-hole grip) and pineapple pins! Straight from Party City! I rolled a respectable 6 out of 10. Though the highest was a clean strike, 10 out of 10. But the memories are forever.
Also someone cut up donuts and put the pieces around the cake. That’s called caring.
This is obscene.
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Or at least it is until you look at this…
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And let me drop some knowledge before I go. Owl chicks are born already looking pretty wise and worldly! Chick it out!
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It’s Conan O’Brien‘s birthday today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Also Rick Moranis.
Someone on the radio said it was Dr. Dre’s birthday, but they were totally wrong =( =( =(!!!
I also found out I share a birthday with Deng Xiaoping. Yes, the Deng Xiaoping, Communist leader and all-around pragmatic guy.
The point of this post is…CAKEFACE for everyone!!!!!!!!
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a. nietzsche, happy birthday!
as you once said, “One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.”
b. shoes – wearing them. i actually bought some swaddling clothes for my feet this past weekend that should hardly count as footwear, but my mother was there when i bought them. and she approved the purchase. when you’re wearing them, it’s like your entire foot and calf is being hugged by a well-meaning but overclingy friend. it’s both a physical and emotional experience.
1. speaking of consumerism, my mother and i were also given a free trial run demo of the dead sea salt scrub for your skin at the mall. a man at a kiosk that was wafting odors (both the man and the kiosk; let the clause dangle!) blindsided us with his pitchline, and before we knew it, both our hands were covered in dead sea salt and oils. then he did a poor job of helping us wash it off so we both had salty hands for the rest of our mall experience. my skin is a little softer than usual, but mainly, more cynical (skinical?).
c. crises – secondary. i’ve been freaking out like 1-2 times a day. i’ve gotten it down to a manageable amount. my pillow is less moist with tears which is great because i hate waking up with wet hair.
d. weekend lesson – it’s hard to get rid of cake even when it’s birthday cake.