My Day of Birth

On the actual day of my 28th birthday I wanted to have a simple dinner with good people.  So what better place than my most favorite and best pizza joint in the world, ROUND TABLE PIZZA.  Thanks to everyone that took the time out of their busy lives to come out and celebrate with me.  I love you guys.  

It didn't seem like too many people were gonna make it out, it was Tuesday so I know lots of my peeps had work or other obligations.  At first there was only 10 of us, and we ordered five extra large pizzas!  Christine printed out a bunch of coupons so each couple bought a pizza.  Thankfully and few more peeps came out and helped us finish off the pizza.  It was deee-li-cious.





Birthday cake....more like birthday cheesecake!  The best dessert ever invented.





The aftermath.
Thanks everyone, ya'll are the best!  (insert Chris Casora somewhere in this pic because he was outside smoking or talking to his girl or something).
SPARR-TANS!  AHHH-WHOOO, AHHHH-WHOOO

The Butla Squad

Big Mike looks like his plotting to kill Chris. haha
Chris' facial expression speaks for us all after eating 5 XL pizzas.

A Present for Myself

This past weekend was quite uneventful for me.  Friday we hit up the Bare Back Grill for dinner and drinks.  I recommend the Kiwilango burger, just be careful with the raw jalapenos in there.  Shit was HOT!  Saturday after work, I just chilled at home, watched the olympics, and looked for parts for my bike.  Sunday I went part shopping, ate some Sushi at Sushi Deli, and continued my search for bike parts.  I've decided to give myself a present for my birthday, which is finishing my damn bmx!  I've been collecting parts for the past 3 or 4 months now (maybe longer), and i've been anxiously trying to finish this project, but alas, a lack of funds has put this bike on hold.  So for my birthday i'm treating myself and finishing this bad boy up.  Big ups to Henry over at East County BMX for hooking up the Shadow Conspiracy cranks for me.  I don't think I would have been able to install that shit myself.    

I have a few more parts layin' around my room that aren't pictured, but couldn't slap em on because I'm missing some other key parts.  The rest of the parts should be on it's way and I'm hoping to have this bike finished by the weeks end.  Actually, I should have received all of the remaining parts by now, but for some reason my card had a security block on it and the orders I placed did not go through.  To my surprise, when I contacted my credit card company they informed me that they had placed a security block because of some charges they suspected were fraudulent.  Turns out some fuck has charged over $500 on my card!!!  Good thing the credit card company picked up the weird charge behavior.  Now I gotta wait for a new card, and wait for the fraud investigators to get me my money back.  Fuck!  Good thing I had a back-up card to get the rest of my parts. haha.  

Just FYI:  Protect your personal information to prevent this from happening to you....and one more thing, building a custom bike from the ground up costs a hell of a lot more than just buying a complete one!

Use the term "BBQ" instead of "Picnic"

Last week Christine's brother was telling us how the term "picnic" came about.  I guess the word "picnic" was coined back in the days when slavery was legal, so it has a racial history.  You can look it up to get the whole story, because I'd rather not repeat it.  Anyways, Sunday MindzAlike and Chipset threw another summer BBQ.  It was a fun day filled with food, bocce ball, flag football, basketball, and bike riding.

Mr. Jhet Lag, should've been at the AFC running the marathon, but those dumbasses had to mess up his registration.  Oh well, at least he was able to party with us on Saturday, and eat junk on Sunday.
errolstine reading one of the the top 10 most thought provoking books.
julz trying to mount my bike.
manager jay.
R-dubs english bulldog.  He's very photogenic, he even smiled for the camera.

I played the first half of flag football.  But I decided to sit the second half out to take some pics, and for another reason that i'll mention later.

The other reason why I sat out for the second half was because of J.P.  This guy was a monster and was just beating my ass as I tried to block him from getting our quarterback.  He's been playing football for years, plus he was hella strong.  Here's what happened to Julz after his encounter with J.P.


bin-tendo
Julz's touchdown run.  
Good job, way to represent for MA.  I didn't get a pic of the unsportsmanlike conduct as he ran into the endzone because I was too busy laughing.
mmm, brats with honey chipotle sweet baby rays.

Willie wishes it was my cock in that bun.
Judy spent her day doing "crosswords".  It's WORDSEARCH Klev!!
Princess Isabella
Craig's secret to his success, they're not toe socks, they're "performance socks".  They must be good because Craig tears it up on the field, plus Michael Vick is on the package they come in. 



Peepin out Mark Marcelo's bike collection.
Here's the beast, J.P.  Thanks for beating my ass on sunday.  For the life of me, I could not contain this guy.  I tried, Lord knows I tried.  And I have the torn shoulder, sprained pinky, and sore back and legs to prove it.