The birthday festivities began with a trip with draw_in_yellow to see the BODIES exhibit at The Carnegie Science Center SportsWorks. It was wicked cool, as expected. The photos on the website are misleading, though -- since the bodies no longer have blood flowing through them, there are no areas that are distinctly red or pink; everything's kind of a putty beige. Nevertheless, I got to celebrate my 37th birthday by holding an actual human brain in my hand (and a heart too!), so that was pretty cool.

Evening festivities involved a trip to Mad Mex with lurpy, Jeremy, Krissy, Krissy's boyfriend-du-jour, and LaShaun. draw_in_yellow got waylaid by personal drama, pghwob was sick and n0thingman was exhausted, but the rest of us crammed into a booth and had a good time. Dr. Closet Case also randomly appeared, though he was with another party.

Krissy and her boy-toy left, and lurpy, Jeremy, LaShaun and I ended up at 5801, a gay bar that I hadn't been to since it was still in its previous incarnation (New York, New York). Clearly LaShaun must have a doppelganger, because man after man came up to her like she was their long lost best friend. One man stopped her on the stairs, declaring that he could eat her up with a spoon. lurpy asked did she know him and she said she'd never seen him before in her life. And it just kept happening!

Also, I maybe should have considered the implications of wearing a tiara to a gay bar. Everybody wanted to know what I was the queen of, and I'd neglected to prepare a snappy retort.

Then I came home, smoked up, crawled into my PJs and watched Criminal Minds, which I'd taped so I could see the outcome of last week's Garcia fiasco. Thankfully, she lived. Even better, they seem to have introduced a computer geek love interest for her. Yaay!