Monday, August 27, 2007

birthday bashing

yesterday was my birthday. i spent most of the day in existential crisis mode, but here's a more objective version of the day:


it started with an early breakfast at Thumbs Up (thanks again to everyone who dragged themselves out of bed on a sunday morning to gorge on whole grain biscuits). the middle of the day was dedicated to a Superbad movie outing at Atlantic Station, your run of the mill creepy pre-fab shopping centre, complete with overpriced condos and a fishbowl gym. in retrospect, i think the Simpson's movie would have been a wiser choice. Superbad was one long dick sucking joke that came off as a geekier version of american pie with vintage clothing. Admittedly, there were some great scenes, but overall it was a movie going experience i would NOT like to repeat. watch the trailers. check out the website. whatever you do, don't go see it unless you want to feel like you're stranded on a desert island with a band of 17 year old masturbating pipsqueaks.


the Superbad experience was capped off with a trip to Old Navy. there was a time when i would have relished such an opportunity, but that phase has apparently passed. so many boatnecks. so many empire waists. can you imagine me in either? the words "cross-dressing" come to mind. after a cursory and uncomfortable sweep of the store, i spent the remainder of the shopping trip outside waiting for the others to emerge.


and then the deluge hit. major thunderstorms and heavy rain for the rest of the afternoon. i couldn't help but be amused at how well the weather matched my mood. there's only one thing to do when you're feeling that stale: stand in the rain. the idea was catching and before i knew it, the 4 of us were outside splashing around in the curbside river.


after a trip to the Dekalb County Farmer's Market and the nearby asian market, we had yet another amazing dinner of thai style peanut noodles that was followed by zucchini cake with dark chocolate icing (care of our temporary roommates).


the day was sprinkled with phone calls from relatives, the best of which was the traditional call from my mother (pictured here from the mid 70s)where she recounts the joys of popping me out. this year she got the most amusement out of how i was basically mute for the first year of my life. i guess some things don't change.

4 comments:

Jes said...

Kyle said that if my rats go missing in the middle of the night, then I'll know who took them. :)

They are pretty awesome, not gonna lie!

And happy belated birthday!

Dave and Jo said...

who's the chick? was she in the movie? oh the art of awkward panda-eating tapeworms

herding tapeworms said...

nah, it's my mom from the 70s

ktothefe said...

it was fun to see you again for your birthday!! wish i could've tagged along for the movie and rain splashing! but i had lame work to "complete"

hope to hang out w/ u soon!!!