So today is my birthday. I'm officially 31 years-old. if you think that's old, listen this ("31 Years-Young" Quick Mix). I'm excited to have a very chill weekend with no celebrations (which is weird to some folks). Since I have a huge knee brace on and have given up drinking until Easter, I'm not feeling the public celebration. I just want to have a day where I do EXACTLY what I want to do. That may be sitting on the couch. That may be going out and eating some Burma Superstar, Sushi, or In & Out... not sure yet.
I do know what my birthday won't be like. It won't be like my 28th birthday when I spent way too much money at Impala. We got hooked up with the plush VIP area and everytime we finished a bottle the hot hostess would look all sad and say...."oooooh you guys need another bottle?" Not wanting to seem cheap in front of this very enchanting woman, I had her bring another.... and another.... I think I just paid it off last week.
It also won't be like my 21st birthday when I actually ended the day in tears. Hears why 21 was so bad:
- First it was on a Monday, and I only appreciate Mondays in the fall when i'm lounged with a cold one watching Monday Night Football.
- It was the first day of spring football practice, so I was sore and I wasn't about to drink and attempt to run 100 routes the next day.
- I had a statistics quiz the next day at 9am so I couldn't really hang out.
- I got treated to dinner at Olive Garden (Italian is my least favorite food). They brought out a surprise chocolate cake with a candle in it (I don't like chocolate cake or surprises at all).
It won't be like my 20th where I drank waaaay too much (Sorry Mom & Dad, I started a year early). I don't remember how I got home from that reggae party. I do remember waking up in my room with my clothes completely changed and two girls laughing at me. To this day I'm very nervous about remembering that night.
Last but not least it will not be like my 5th birthday. This is the first birthday that I can actually remember. Now I've been to a bunch of kids' birthday parties since many of my friends have little ones. They shed a lot of light on my first memory of a birthday. You see when I'm at my friends' kids' parties we drink, eat, and make the kids do silly stuff so we can laugh. It ends up being a party for the adults and the kids are just there. Now I'm not saying that I felt neglected at my 5th birthday party, but I definitely was the butt of a very cruel joke.
For some reason my mom thought it would be hilarious to get me those candles that don't blow out. I don't think I've ever been so frustrated. I huffed and puffed like the big bad wolf and the candles just kept lighting back up. I have seen the picture from this birthday party and it is sooooo funny (I'll have to get it scanned). Just imagine a little DP, jheri curl intact, with a look on his face like "WTF is wrong with these candles? I mean... I'm trying to get my wish on and these candles are messing everything up."
That is the only thing I remember from the party, but if it went down anything like the kids' parties I go to now, there was an ensuing adult party. So this mix is the soundtrack from my 5th birthday party. The Funky Fifth Party Mix with some funk classics that I know my folks would have listened to when I was a young boy.
I'll leave with you with my top three who have celebrated April 5th with me. Happy B-Day Booker T-Dub, C-Pizzle , & Skateboard P.
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