So, a week later I guess it's safe to respond now, lol.
Thanks SO FUCKING MUCH, everyone...this was just great to find waiting for me here!
I was initially pretty pissed that I was stuck down with my folks in the middle of nowhere instead of being out and about adventuring around on the road or in Chicago for my birthday, but it all turned out SO much better than I'd ever expected. The morning and afternoon were pretty godawful but by nightfall everything was EXCELLENT. While I was waiting for a handful of pals to show up I decided I'd better eat something with all the prodigious drinking I figured would be on the menu later, so I had some dry cereal while I tried to break my bad mood so I wouldn't fuck up my own party. It just kinda felt like everyone had been trying to shit in my Cheerios all day long, but when I finished the whole box of cereal while getting ready I suddenly found a red ink Darth Maul pen at the bottom of the box! As apt a metaphor as any, lol. So awesome, I hadn't even realized it was Star Wars box of Cheerios from which I was eating! Haha, good lookin' out, Mom. It really is the little things...
So two of my pals showed up and we went out to the cabin I've been building with my dad in the woods and we built a bonfire in the fire-pit as our base of operations for the evening. Like I said, I figured we'd probably just be drinking, but GODDAMN was I ever wrong! One of my pals suddenly whipped out an 8-ball and a half-ounce of fun guys and HOLY SHIT all of a sudden we went from ZERO to LIGHT SPEED and IT WAS ON like a MOTHERFUCKER. Mixing that kinda stuff doesn't really go very smoothly usually but this was just fantastic and balanced out beautifully, and we vacillated between staring at the fire in awe and giggling like retards and running around in circles exploring the woods for more giant, felled logs to drag over the campfire all night long, drinking wine and pounding shots all the while. Not to mention the TOP NOTCH weed that was a constant all night. And whatever the fuck those pills were we took, lol.
And then my OTHER friend showed up with a cinnamon stick jar full of scotch...with a fucking 10 strip at the bottom! Yowza. Needless to say, that shit was DELICIOUS and gone in a HURRY, lol. We were already pretty trashed anyway with just the four of us sharing everything but that REALLY put things over the top!
Making things even more awesome we'd brought enough gas to fuel the generator all night, so even though we were in the middle of the woods we still had loud-ass, killer music blaring at top volume into the night air while the wind kept bitchslapping and distorting the soundwaves, accompanied by not one but THREE oscillating laser lights crawling all over the grass and trees in psychedelically interwoven latticeworks all over the place and a fucking fog machine, ffs! BIRTHDAY NATURE-RAVE FTW, lol.
I'll admit my birthday party had a bit more of a carbon footprint than I'd generally prefer, but HOLY FUCK you should've fucking seen it all! Just jaw-droppingly GORGEOUS. Fuuuuuuck, man. You only live ONCE, right? FUCK IT!
The party didn't wrap up until about 10 the next morning, going strong the ENTIRE time in between for about 15 hours altogether, and I spent it with some of my closest and most long-term pals, so I really couldn't have expected or asked for much more. Hell, they even popped an unexpected test on me at the DMV that day when I was renewing my license and I somehow only missed two answers with an overall score of 93% even though I've still never owned a car and haven't even SEEN a Rules of the Road book in TWENTY fucking years!
So anyway, between all that, my peeps on fb, and especially THIS, it was TRULY a fantastic and heartwarmingly EPIC birthday, so THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU, everyone...I LOVE ALL YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!!!