Thirty and one day

I just noticed that my current age in Roman numerals is a bad Vin Diesel movie.  Nice. 

Yesterday was neat.  My brother took me to Charlie Palmer's steakhouse on the Hill (it's ultra-modern, and incredible food; Charlie Palmer is world-renowned at this point).  They have $20 3-course lunches at his DC restaurant.  He also has restaurants in New York and Las Vegas.

I went to play kickball in the evening, as I do most Wednesdays right now.  My whole team knew it was my birthday, and we tied the game!  There will be a separate post on this later, but suffice to say that for us, a tie is just about as good as a win.  After our game, we went to 18th Amendment.  Two of my roommates plus Becks met up with me there, where I played flip-cup with my teammates and made merry until we split a cab ride home.  Good times...but the real party is gonna be two weekends from now at our house. 

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