The Big Bday! (Note: Pics will be included shortly)
Contrary to common opinion, I am indeed alive.
This Saturday/Sunday I celebrated my 21st in Santa Barbara with a few peeps. The schedule - get there at 2, stay on the beach and drink (although prohibited on SB beaches, but you know), get some food, go bowling, get a hotel.
The plan kinda worked, although a few things were you know, changed.
We got to the SB beach by 3:30 (effing 101 traffic) and apparently it was the first cloudy day in a few weeks. The solution - drink. Thus, with 2 big coolers of beer, big yellow Dixie cups, and me in Speedos, we followed the plan. The lifeguards drove past, looked at us, laughed and kept driving. It was the Speedos that stole their hearts.
We played “sandy kings” (exactly like the drinking game “kings”, except on the beach) and 3 flags up. But before that, Jen all of a sudden started bleeding profusely from her eyelid. She claims she doesn’t know how it happened, but she had to run over to the lifeguard tower to get treated. I personally think it's eye herpes.
At just the right amount of buzzed-ness, I ran into the water (still in Speedos) and flashed the entire Santa Barbara Wharf, along with Matt and Nick. I’ll try to find that pic for you…
After it started getting dark, we went back to the cars for a minute, and although we parked in 90 minute parking, the car next to us got a ticket, but we didn’t. A special day, indeed. We then stumbled around State Street until we found a CPK… Everyone paid for my beers and dinner, which made me feel cherished. After, we went to a bowling alley in Goleta.
This bowling alley kicked ass. It had a full bar with about 30 beers on tap. At 11:30, I went up to this big black bouncer in front of the bar --- this was the conversation.
Me: Hi there. I know it’s 30 minutes before it’s actually my 21st, but do I have to wait?
Him: FUCK NO!
And he yanked me into the bar by my collar.
We bowled a game, and in the middle, Nick gave me 7 dollars to get two beers. I ordered them, and when the bartender said, “That’ll be 13 dollars” I kinda didn’t know what to do. THEN all of a sudden, this guy comes out of nowhere, says, “I hear it’s your 21st. I wish I was 21 again. Now I’m 26 and have two kids. Don’t do it, man” and throws down 6 dollars for me. That made my night.
Due to drunken planning, we decided to try to look for hotels AFTER bowling. Too bad EVERY hotel was full. We were about to sleep in our car when a buddy named Kyle who lives in Santa Barbara offered to let SEVEN of us drunkards stay in his house. What a keeper.
I went to my “official” bar the next afternoon. I had my hand on my wallet when I ordered a Bloody Mary, all ready to show her my id. After I put in my order, she asked Nick what he wanted. Annnnddd theeennnn Ben (20 years old) what he wanted. Then she left to get the drinks.
I felt cheated and unimportant.
But it’s cool, cause then they heard it was my bday and I got a free brownie/ice cream cake deal. And the people sitting next to us ordered me 2 shots of Petron. I think I may start using the “It’s my 21st” thing on a regular basis.
Now? I am sitting at home with a 101 fever that I’ve had since yesterday night. Happy Birthday to me.
This Saturday/Sunday I celebrated my 21st in Santa Barbara with a few peeps. The schedule - get there at 2, stay on the beach and drink (although prohibited on SB beaches, but you know), get some food, go bowling, get a hotel.
The plan kinda worked, although a few things were you know, changed.
We got to the SB beach by 3:30 (effing 101 traffic) and apparently it was the first cloudy day in a few weeks. The solution - drink. Thus, with 2 big coolers of beer, big yellow Dixie cups, and me in Speedos, we followed the plan. The lifeguards drove past, looked at us, laughed and kept driving. It was the Speedos that stole their hearts.
We played “sandy kings” (exactly like the drinking game “kings”, except on the beach) and 3 flags up. But before that, Jen all of a sudden started bleeding profusely from her eyelid. She claims she doesn’t know how it happened, but she had to run over to the lifeguard tower to get treated. I personally think it's eye herpes.
At just the right amount of buzzed-ness, I ran into the water (still in Speedos) and flashed the entire Santa Barbara Wharf, along with Matt and Nick. I’ll try to find that pic for you…
After it started getting dark, we went back to the cars for a minute, and although we parked in 90 minute parking, the car next to us got a ticket, but we didn’t. A special day, indeed. We then stumbled around State Street until we found a CPK… Everyone paid for my beers and dinner, which made me feel cherished. After, we went to a bowling alley in Goleta.
This bowling alley kicked ass. It had a full bar with about 30 beers on tap. At 11:30, I went up to this big black bouncer in front of the bar --- this was the conversation.
Me: Hi there. I know it’s 30 minutes before it’s actually my 21st, but do I have to wait?
Him: FUCK NO!
And he yanked me into the bar by my collar.
We bowled a game, and in the middle, Nick gave me 7 dollars to get two beers. I ordered them, and when the bartender said, “That’ll be 13 dollars” I kinda didn’t know what to do. THEN all of a sudden, this guy comes out of nowhere, says, “I hear it’s your 21st. I wish I was 21 again. Now I’m 26 and have two kids. Don’t do it, man” and throws down 6 dollars for me. That made my night.
Due to drunken planning, we decided to try to look for hotels AFTER bowling. Too bad EVERY hotel was full. We were about to sleep in our car when a buddy named Kyle who lives in Santa Barbara offered to let SEVEN of us drunkards stay in his house. What a keeper.
I went to my “official” bar the next afternoon. I had my hand on my wallet when I ordered a Bloody Mary, all ready to show her my id. After I put in my order, she asked Nick what he wanted. Annnnddd theeennnn Ben (20 years old) what he wanted. Then she left to get the drinks.
I felt cheated and unimportant.
But it’s cool, cause then they heard it was my bday and I got a free brownie/ice cream cake deal. And the people sitting next to us ordered me 2 shots of Petron. I think I may start using the “It’s my 21st” thing on a regular basis.
Now? I am sitting at home with a 101 fever that I’ve had since yesterday night. Happy Birthday to me.