It's Your Birthday. It's your Blog.

For those about to rock, we salute you. For those who have just finished rocking, we also salute you.

This blog is the birthday blog. If your birthday ruled, we want to hear about it. If your birthday was the worst birthday, we want to hear about it. Then we want to console you as only a web-based entity can.

If you want to write a post, just email Mr. David Dralle at burfdayblog@gmail.com, and we'll set you up.

P.S. Two things:

1. While we'd rather hear about your birthDAY, hearing about your birthday party on some other day is acceptable to our belief system.

2. If you want to post about your friend's birthday, we won't stop you. We will congratulate you.

Oh yeah, and

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Dralle 6/27/2010

Went to Baker Beach in San Fran, where only real men bring bottles of wine without corkscrews.



The long way. Kleeman and I biked, panniers loaded with goodies, to the beach.

This isn't even from my birthday, I just wish it was.

On the way.




On the beach, some dude started walking towards the water, all oozing with testosterone and confidence. When he reached the water, however, he stopped. It being my birthday and all, I decided to live the dream he never quite realized.