Fri, 16 Jan 2009

Old Man Gabe
Yesterday was my birthday, I just turned twenty-seven (27) years old. Dang! Unfortunatly I'm getting older. Fortunatly I'm still having more and more fun each year. Can this trend continue?? Will I eventually explode from having too much fun when I hit age 54? Or will the fun start to decline? All I know is that I had a great chain of events happen on my birthday thanks to my friends and co-workers.

At work I was presented with a stellar assortment of cupcakes from Crumbs. Four whole cupcakes for myself.

Kierie had instructed me to leave work by 5 for reasons that would be explained later. I left at five, and was told to put on crappy yet robust clothes and was escorted to... NYC Paintball where Justin, Kierie, Jody, Alex, Andras, Andrea and myself shot the hell out of each other. I learned that if I was ever in a real combat situation with real guns I would probably last all of 25 seconds before being killed repeatedly. I also learned that people have the uncanny ability to shoot me repeatedly in the pinky. Seriously, how the hell did they shoot me twice in the same pinky?

After paintball there were more surprises. We stopped by LIC bar for a recovery drink and I was met with the welcome surprise of having 25+ of all my friends be inside! It was really the first surprise party I've ever had, and it was really great. Getting so many bikers and non-bikers come from all over the city and gather in Queens is quite the feat. Especially since it was the coldest night of the year. Thank you everyone for coming out and wishing me a happy 27. I owe you all a bunch. And most thanks to Kierie for organizing or maybe bribing all these fine peeps to come out for my b-day.


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