In the Tiki Tiki Tiki Tiki Tiki Room

Next Tuesday I flip my life calendar another year - to 32.

In trying to defeat my hermit-dom, I thought it might be a good idea to have a little get-together. I couldn't justify the whittling down of any invitees, so I've just decided to ask ALL of my friends to join me.

By "friends" I mean anyone who can read this, everyone who rolls their eyes when they see my hackneyed and somewhat narcissistic 'flyer', drivers who think that no one can see them picking their nose at high speed, and your friends and acquaintances who don't wield weapons in public Tiki smokehouses and bars. ;)

As our friend "RB" says, "The rules are easy. Just don't be a dick."

Chloe and I will be there @ 7:00, sipping from a flaming bowl of no fewer than 3 liquors and 3 mixers. If it doesn't taste like rotting fruit and corn syrup, it won't be on the agenda for the evening. Look for the ogre in the Hawaiian shirt - that'll be me. Come by and say "hi."

And please, PLEASE feel free to spread the good word. I want this joint to pogo, and I want you all to share in the good vibe.

P.S. No hitting on my mother-in-law.