25th Birthday Bash

On Saturday we had an early birthday celebration for my girlfriend, Brigid. All her sisters came into town and a couple old friends from New York. We got a room at the Hotel Buckminster not far from Fenway (Talk about a depressing place to be right now). There was a plaque in the lobby signifying that a meeting took place in 1919 between a Chicago White Sox player and a businessman about throwing the World Series. Yes, apparently the Black Sox scandal has roots in Boston.

We brought a bunch of beers, sparkling vodka and some hard liquor. Things got a little loud, a little crazy and Brigid’s voice went up about 2 octaves. The plan was for us to start the party at 9pm at The Pour House and have everyone else meet us there. We got to the hotel at 6, thinking we’d have plenty of time to get ready, pre-game and go. Well, that didn’t end up happening. What did happen was we left at 11 and we went to Bleacher Bar. There were quite a few texts going back and forth to rearrange everything. Needless to say, we had so much fun in the hotel that some people were in favor of inviting everyone else to join us there. Instead, we went out but decided to stay close by.

It was raining lightly and there was some conversation about taking umbrellas from the front desk. We ended up taking one (for 8 people) and then kept trying to avoid having to hold it. We made it to Bleacher Bar and joined 4 friends who had already arrived. We quickly ordered a round of shots for everyone so they could catch up to us. We pretty much got to own the place because no self-respecting Sox fan would be in there right now. But it was a lot of fun and we got to take a few pictures.

Fast forward an hour and Brigid had the urge to go dancing. We ended up down the street at Landsdowne Pub, but not before a stop at the sausage cart for some food. In the bar there was a rock band playing songs from the 80s and 90s. They were actually pretty talented. We headed out back to the DJ pit for a little while and really got our dance on. By the end of the night we had lost 3 people and saw a fourth make a bad decision if you catch my drift.

After they turned the lights on at 2am we made our way back to the hotel, stopping at a 7/11 on the way. We picked up the weirdest array of food: Cheetos, Diet Pepsi, water, a burrito, a DiGiorno pizza and microwave popcorn. I don’t even remember what else. Maybe a chocolate bar. We spent the next hour playing Empire and laughing hysterically before passing out at 3.

I’ll see if I can find any pics to post later.