Happy pre-birthday to me!
Yesterday John, my Mom, Dave, and Chris came to my apartment to wish me a happy birthday a day early. I felt much love.
My Mom, Dave, and Chris drove up in the krazy Kia (with a k!) and had some troubles finding my place. It's hidden away in the trees, so I had to hang out on the edge of the road to direct them in on their second journey down Bill McDonald Parkway.
The family got me a floating, rotating globe, and an awesome squishy green pillow. John brought me back the copy of Kill Bill Volume 2 that I had loaned him months ago. A couple days earlier, I'd gotten an uber-Jesus-y card from my dad. Red state, ahoy.
Following greetings and gifts, we went to La Fiamma Wood Fire Pizza in downtown Bellingham. It's got a wicked trendiness to its atmosphere. All the chairs are made of aluminum, and the entire place is decked out in this metal/formica/tile style. Dave was pissed cause he couldn't get a Bud Light, they only served microbrews.
They served the most delicious pizza I've ever eaten. The first pizza we ordered was a Meat Lover's. It had a whole bunch of delicious meat, huge ham slices, and awesomely gooey and stretchy mozzarella cheese. We finished the first and were hungry for more, so I ordered a "Fiona." It consisted lamb sausage, rosemary, feta and mozarella cheese, peppers, tomatoes, onions, pepperoni, and the largest, richest olives I've ever seen. Fucking orgasmic pizza.
While we were dining, a group of sixteen dudes with Santa hats came into the restaurant. The staff arranged the slickly designed tables to accomodate them. Some tables had concave ends, while other tables were round. They interlocked perfectly to form a wacky large table that stretched across the restauarnt. A few minutes after being seated, they sang "White Christmas." They were really good. I wish Minh had called me, cause it could've been on the radio! Where were you, Minh!?
After dinner, we went home, had cake, hung out, and watched police videos on Spike TV (lol white trash lol). Here are photos (click 'em to embiggen 'em):
After that, my family left, and John and I went to Fred Meyer to obtain another controller for my Xbox so that we could play against eachother. The cordless controller they sold was actually $5 cheaper than the cheapest corded controller. I asked one of the guys who worked there what frequency it was on, cause I didn't want it interfering with my wireless network. He asked if I had Comcast, and I told him that I did, but that didn't matter, cause it's all one standard. He replied that Comcast's stuff is made not to be interfered with by the controller. BLECH! Fucker, it's FCC regulation that devices on the 2.4 Ghz frequency accept any unwanted interference! I still bought it, under the assumption that I'd return it if it didn't work. It worked, though.
We picked up Need For Speed:Underground 2 on the way home, and riced out the rest of the night with a blue Honda Civic. John went home around 9:30 or so (he had to work in the morning), and I continued to play until 10:30. I ended my pre-birthday by watching Man on Fire. Denzel Washington is, in my opinion, the best actor in Hollywood today. Well, either him or Tom Hanks. That movie was awesome.
The end. I'M 20 YEARS OLD NOW!
My Mom, Dave, and Chris drove up in the krazy Kia (with a k!) and had some troubles finding my place. It's hidden away in the trees, so I had to hang out on the edge of the road to direct them in on their second journey down Bill McDonald Parkway.
The family got me a floating, rotating globe, and an awesome squishy green pillow. John brought me back the copy of Kill Bill Volume 2 that I had loaned him months ago. A couple days earlier, I'd gotten an uber-Jesus-y card from my dad. Red state, ahoy.
Following greetings and gifts, we went to La Fiamma Wood Fire Pizza in downtown Bellingham. It's got a wicked trendiness to its atmosphere. All the chairs are made of aluminum, and the entire place is decked out in this metal/formica/tile style. Dave was pissed cause he couldn't get a Bud Light, they only served microbrews.
They served the most delicious pizza I've ever eaten. The first pizza we ordered was a Meat Lover's. It had a whole bunch of delicious meat, huge ham slices, and awesomely gooey and stretchy mozzarella cheese. We finished the first and were hungry for more, so I ordered a "Fiona." It consisted lamb sausage, rosemary, feta and mozarella cheese, peppers, tomatoes, onions, pepperoni, and the largest, richest olives I've ever seen. Fucking orgasmic pizza.
While we were dining, a group of sixteen dudes with Santa hats came into the restaurant. The staff arranged the slickly designed tables to accomodate them. Some tables had concave ends, while other tables were round. They interlocked perfectly to form a wacky large table that stretched across the restauarnt. A few minutes after being seated, they sang "White Christmas." They were really good. I wish Minh had called me, cause it could've been on the radio! Where were you, Minh!?
After dinner, we went home, had cake, hung out, and watched police videos on Spike TV (lol white trash lol). Here are photos (click 'em to embiggen 'em):
After that, my family left, and John and I went to Fred Meyer to obtain another controller for my Xbox so that we could play against eachother. The cordless controller they sold was actually $5 cheaper than the cheapest corded controller. I asked one of the guys who worked there what frequency it was on, cause I didn't want it interfering with my wireless network. He asked if I had Comcast, and I told him that I did, but that didn't matter, cause it's all one standard. He replied that Comcast's stuff is made not to be interfered with by the controller. BLECH! Fucker, it's FCC regulation that devices on the 2.4 Ghz frequency accept any unwanted interference! I still bought it, under the assumption that I'd return it if it didn't work. It worked, though.
We picked up Need For Speed:Underground 2 on the way home, and riced out the rest of the night with a blue Honda Civic. John went home around 9:30 or so (he had to work in the morning), and I continued to play until 10:30. I ended my pre-birthday by watching Man on Fire. Denzel Washington is, in my opinion, the best actor in Hollywood today. Well, either him or Tom Hanks. That movie was awesome.
The end. I'M 20 YEARS OLD NOW!
posted by Brandon Adams at
11:35 AM
2 Comments:
That pizza made me shit a shit!
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Anonymous, at 10:53 PM
i remember that day, i was afraid the santa guys would sing all night. Though, you're right, they were quite good.
i'm glad you had a fun 20th birthday and that it wasn't you ordering a BEER!
knowing people can and do have fun and enjoy the food at my restaurant makes my job worthwhile.
see you for the big TWO-ONE?
ken
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Anonymous, at 7:27 AM
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