“Another Year, Another Freaking Incredible Birthday” is something I’m lucky enough to be able to say. Thanks to everyone who got the last year of my twenties off to a good start. Here are some highlights… Insta-style!
Yogurtland Party courtesy of my Fuse Family! Pic stitch courtesy of the great Mary Chaplin!
One of the many perks of being the birthday girl is when you don’t have any singles for the jukebox, everyone nearby gives you all the ones they got. While Staci or Dan or whoever were kick ass enough to stack the box with Foo Fighters in the beginning of the my birthday party, I was ready to take it from there. The closest I’ll ever be to a stripper is gleefully holding a pile of crumbled ones in my hand as I victoriously strutted across the bar to play some tunes. Instead of peeling down to only a layer of funderwear, I cued up the following tracks. Bow chic a wow wow. KROQ or The End, if you ever need a programmer, you know who to call.
Now, without further adieu, my birthday playist:
“On a Plain” Nirvana
“Sweet Child O’ Mine” Guns N’ Roses
“Lonely Boy” Black Keys
“The Middle” Jimmy Eat World
“Don’t Do Me Like That” Tom Petty
“No Sleep Till Brooklyn” Beastie Boys
“Sunday Morning” No Doubt
“Interstate Love Song” Stone Temple Pilots
“About a Girl” Nirvana
“Rope” Foo Fighters
Check out my high tech magic skills by listening to the playlist here. Enjoy!