Birthday Awesomeness

Hi there friends. Sorry I haven’t written a bloggeration in a while, but I’ve been really busy[1]. Luckily this business[2] has given me lots and lots of updates to share with you, my faithful readership[3].

For starters, I got a jobby job at long last! Starting on Tues

day, July the 6^th I will begin my new job as an Internal Communications Specialist at PG&E. For those of you who don’t live on the West coast[4], PG&E is the power provider for most of the West coast. Needless to say, I’m crazy excited about it and can’t wait to start!

In other, sadder, news – I turned 29 this week. Despite the fact that I

am now one year closer to my cold cold grave, the California branch of the family had a momentous, life changing[5], two day long celebration of the anniversary of my birth. It involved Frenchmen, hamburgers, velvet, and (purportedly) haunted mansions built by eccentric millionaires.

That’s right folks, 29 years ago on June 17^th,1981 at 10:42 I came into the world. To mark my birth, the sun went dark due to an unscheduled solar eclipse. At that same time, a two headed box turtle was born with only one head, and a man named Eustice burped. It was horrible.

Locally, we ce

lebrated the 29^th anniversary of my birth with the giving of gifts. From the parents Sumner I got seasons one and two of the “new” Doctor Who series.

And from the wife I received the gift of comic book awesomeness and hilarity, in the for of the Starman Omnibus Vol. 4 and Mystery Science Theatre 3000 vol. 17.

Truly, it was a celebration to end all celebrations. I would have been more than happy with those gifts, but my lovely wife had to take it to the next level by taking me to Hubert Keller’s Burger Bar in San Francisco.

For those of you who don’t know, Hubert Keller is a French chef who has appeared on Public Television and (some would say) more importantly Top Chef Masters where he won the title of Top Chef Master in the show’s first season. I must say, that Frenchman makes a deliciously fancy burger, and a darn tasty milkshake. He also has a delicious beard.

I'm the sexiest man alive! And I'm french!

Here’s some pictures of our food:

That's a fancy burger my friend.

A close up of the deliciousness

The missuses hamburger

A mountain of fried deliciousness that the chef threw in because he loved me (or, more liekly, because he cooked too much food).

It's probably best not to dwell on the implied caloric intake of said milkshake, and instead bask in it's radiant glory.

As if that weren’t enough, my wife then made a deliciously fattening Red Velvet Cake.

To cap off the celebration, we spent yesterday afternoon at the Winchester Mystery House in San Jose California. If you’ve never been to the mystery house, it’s fun in the way that most cheesey tourist traps are: once. They wouldn’t let you take pictures on the tour, but here’s some of the exterior shots.

The Winchester Mystery House Exterior

Another shot of the house

Me in front of the house. That's right... my shirt say "Praise the Lard"

The missus in front of the house.

In the garden of the Winchester Mystery House

All told, this was a delightful birthday, and I can only hope that your next birthday is as delightful as mine was.

Ya’ll stay classy… wherever ya’ll is…

Blakely A-dam Sumner

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[1] Actually, I’ve just been lazy. So, so lazy.

[2] Once again, I haven’t necessarily been “busy” as much as I’ve been lazy. So, so lazy.

[3] Hi Mom!!!

[4] Or “Left” coast as I’ve sometimes heard it referred to.

[5] Well… life changing in the sense that every single thing you ever do changes your life somehow.