Happy Belated Birthday!!

to my friend K... who I haven't seen since I graduated from college.

To make it up to him, I of course drove into the city to have a few drinks. Well, just the one, because in my awesomeness I decided to show up fashionably late... and what do you know, they left the bar.

Not to fear, because they were just a few blocks away and we did the frustrating walk all over the East Village to find a hookah bar. We did find one. Can't remember the name, but it was fun. and K and I did have the obligatory brithday drink - Irish carbomb. I really like those... I can put away a bunch before it comes back to haunt me (I was good and just had the one).

Anyways, happy birthday dude... and no, I am no bully!