I think it had to be my 23rd birthday at the Raccoon Lodge, my neighborhood bar when I was living in NYC. Kate came to visit and we started drinking around 3:00 pm. I bought a round of shots for the whole bar and then got a ride on a brand new Harley (my first motorcycle ride ever) from a random (non-shady) dude who wanted to thank me for the shot. We rode around Manhattan at sunset and then came back to the bar and drank some more. Perfection.
My 30th was pretty rad. My friends set up an 80s prom at my buddy's bar, complete with prom pictures and a Care Bear cake. I wore a hot pink tuxedo shirt (with a black cumberbund and clip-on tie) and a white jacket from (wait for it) the Robert Wagner Collection.
for my 20th i was in norway working on a farm...the people i was working with threw me fully clothed in the shower at midnight...the next day we went hiking up where there was still snow. i got to have a snowball fight on my birthday in july.
my 21st was pretty hilarious-- my friends (hi leslie) dressed me up in a white painters suit and gave me a TO DO list for the bar... so i spent the evening getting hammered, having people write all over me and doing dares, it was great!
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As a kid, it was #6's party. I had everyone from my entire Kindergarten class there.
As an adult, I have to say #25's party. I just had a lot of fun.
My friends gave me a surprise party for my 18th...even managed to get me the day off of work without my knowledge so that was pretty good.
24th was skydiving and 25th was shark cage diving and the Pro Bowl. I don't know if they were the best but they were the most exciting.
I think it had to be my 23rd birthday at the Raccoon Lodge, my neighborhood bar when I was living in NYC. Kate came to visit and we started drinking around 3:00 pm. I bought a round of shots for the whole bar and then got a ride on a brand new Harley (my first motorcycle ride ever) from a random (non-shady) dude who wanted to thank me for the shot. We rode around Manhattan at sunset and then came back to the bar and drank some more. Perfection.
My 30th was pretty rad. My friends set up an 80s prom at my buddy's bar, complete with prom pictures and a Care Bear cake. I wore a hot pink tuxedo shirt (with a black cumberbund and clip-on tie) and a white jacket from (wait for it) the Robert Wagner Collection.
for my 20th i was in norway working on a farm...the people i was working with threw me fully clothed in the shower at midnight...the next day we went hiking up where there was still snow. i got to have a snowball fight on my birthday in july.
my 21st was pretty hilarious-- my friends (hi leslie) dressed me up in a white painters suit and gave me a TO DO list for the bar... so i spent the evening getting hammered, having people write all over me and doing dares, it was great!
They all kind of suck, but a time traveller from the future told me my 33rd is going to be fucking awesome.
Leslie only asked this question so she could show off her shark-cage diving birthday. But I'm not impressed or anything.
Ooooh! Them are fightin' words, Ms Dickinson...
What are you gonna do about it? Me and my bevy of models will throw down, any time, any place.
Back to the Care Bear cake - I want some!!!
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