On your birthday, ye shall be a pig

I was so decadent all weekend long, including yesterday, my actual B-day! I didn't even patrol on Sunday as planned; I decided this was my weekend and I was going to loaf and do whatever I wanted. The irony is that I decided not to patrol, and then I ended up having to call the cops on Sunday! Mano was in the living room eating a sandwich and I was in the kitchen loading the dishwasher (S was at work). I heard a big crash/bang type sound, the likes of which you hear when passing construction sites. I thought, did our dryer just go kaput? Nah... So I looked outside the window to the courtyard. Nothing. I looked outside the dining room window and saw... a car had driven through the iron gate, had bounced off the building, and was now sitting in the driveway at an odd angle!!! Mano and I ran outside and I reached the car just in time for the middle-aged female driver to begin slowly extricating herself. I asked if she was all right and she seemed dazed, but said yes. Other neighbors began arriving to see what had happened.

Long story short, I called the HOA and the fuzz, in that order. I took pic's with my digital camera. After an hour and a half of waiting, I blew the whole thing off and finally went inside, leaving the HOA to deal with it. (Pic's to be posted later after I get them off the laptop at home!)

Other pic's were also taken by me at the karoake b-day party but I haven't gotten them off the home laptop yet either. So to whet your appetite, here's a sampling sent by my uncle and Tito J.

Me and L., probably singing something by The Band.


Me and my grill!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Me with 1/2 of the reason we were all there that night! (i.e., my existence thanks to my parents!) He later sang "Stand By Your Man."

It was a great party. I filled the room to its capacity, that's for sure! And as a birthday bonus, when we got there we found that Spotlight Karoake had ordered the boxing match, so S and L. were in hog heaven, being able to run outside periodically and check on the fight! (Ok, me too.) S went home around 11pm due to his back hurting, but I shut the place down at 2am with Mano, Tito J., and the other hard-core's!