Saturday's B-Day Bash in Faux Tahiti delight.

So Saturday night my B-day buddy (Ok, actually my B-day is Sunday the 11th) Manda and I will enter our 30 and 34th year of slow decay together. But, we will be doing it in grandiose fashion. At the Tonga Room inside the luxurious Fairmont Hotel. The place makes me feel like I'm on the set of the Bounty and I am Mel Gibson. But I am not Fletcher Christian. Rather I am the Road Warrior. So while everyone else is wearing their billowy Tommy Bahama cabana wear, and lovely linens. I'll be the smelly guy in leather pants. Oh man. That image doesn't translate very well is now very sad to me. I'm so emotional right now.