It was a good birthday. Seeing (almost) all my friends in one place always reminds me how much I like them. Like superheroes, they're even more impressive as a team.
Not to underestimate family. Cathy was there to remind me that the Kleins have lazy eyes in photos. Then, of course, she proceeded to look great, while I turned out like the Joker with Bell's palsy.
I took lazy eye picture after lazy eye picture. I was not even drunk when this photo was taken.
Amy tried to show me how to stare down the flash.
The martini shot: all hair, no eyes (plus a little Steven and Pedro in the background).
Me, myself and Meehan.
Jamie and Lee-Roy, looking sly.
Kimberly, Christine, Jody and one very funny joke that I didn't catch.
Afterward, we caught a ride home in JP's new-old truck. By now, the lazy eye could possibly have been blamed on alcohol.
Because it's from the '70s, the doors are heavy. Before slamming the passenger side door, JP commanded, "Hands on noses!" AK and I obeyed immediately. "We're rule followers," AK said.
But even rule followers sometimes have a few drinks and dress up the cat. Ferdinand was not amused, but we were like, "What are you going to do, Harry Potter? Cast a spell on us?"