Oh Say Can You See?

The yearly debacle that is my birthday is upon us once again. A recap of last years events in case you didn't know: Todd get's boat to run for first time in 7 years, goes to Norman with freiend, gets buzzed up, comes back and goes out to large downtown celebration. Friend takes care of beer and cab rides all night. End up at Sewyn Pub, decide to walk back to friends house at 2 AM. Only about a 3/4 mile walk, no big deal , even drunk. Half way through I decide it would be funny to Nigger Knock a few houses as if I was 12 again, not turning 25. This is better known as Knock and Run or Ring and Run to most outside of redneck TN. Wearing loafers that are worn smooth on the bottom and on freshly dewed grass is not good. Especially when told by said, drunk friend that if "You are going to get one, you gotta get'em all." I wipe out at least once but never stop moving as going down and getting up all happened in the minimum time period it takes to completely destroy a pair of khaki's and a polo. No one gets caught.
On to this year. Poot will be back from an afternoon wedding by 8. Who has weddings in Florence at 4 in the afternoon on a summer hoilday weekend? Morons. Skippy now lives here and has female company in from NY. Nobrainer made the last minute decision to join us last night and is expected in 2ish today. Brad and Lauren are incoming for late this afternoon as well, pending Lauren's stylist ability and timeliness. It helps Skippy's company is Brad's cousin and everyone met at the wedding not long back in the May Archives. Del (said friend above) is having a big ass BBQ today starting at 4. We may or may not end up downtown following this. His BBQ's usually end up with the hard core doing this. Tomorrow is filled with the promise of the lake or pool and a supposed poekr game a Del's tomorrow night. The lake may be interesting as said boat is rated for 5 people or 750 lbs + 100 lbs for gear. I count 7 folks at my place alone. What do you think the safety factor is? Comfort level will be zero in the boat.
Monday is fireworks that night and I took Tuesday off to recover fro mteh debauchery. Last night held promises of lameness with a thunderstorm that washed out any shots at hitting the lake. Official number 19 hit the shelf and 20 has been reduced to the top of the label already. I think it is a sure thing he is done and done by the end of the weekend.
I think it may just be a fantastic weekend! If nothing else, there should be some damn good stories.