March 18 is my birthday. In case you didn’t see the invitations, there’s going to be a little party at Bloomfield House tonight.

I was thinking it might be an early evening thing, but who knows what will happen. On the invites I wrote that things start at 7pm. All that means is that at 7 o’clock, I will be sitting at the kitchen table and mixing myself a Bloomfield Special.

The Bloomfield Special
Ice cubes
1 oz. Bombay gin
Squirt of Realemon lime juice
Fill glass with 1/2 tonic water, 1/2 unsweetened grapefruit juice

The Bloomfield Classic
Ice cubes
1 oz. Bombay gin
Squirt of Realemon lime juice
Fill glass with tonic water
Add a couple of frozen strawberries

Delicious either way.

I’m sure tonight will involve many renditions of the “Bloomfield Salute.” I want to make sure everyone knows the proper way to execute a Bloomfield Salute:

1) Someone has to play the music on a guitar (for best results, make sure it is slightly out of tune)
2) Everyone else gets themselves an alcoholic beverage
At the appropriate place in the song:
3) Hold beverage up in the air and wave it back and forth like a pirate
4) Sing the words to the Bloomfield Salute. (These are the words to the Bloomfield Salute: “Yo-ho yo-ho, yo-ho yo-ho. Yo-ho yo-ho, yo-ho yo-ho. Yo-ho yo-ho, yo-ho yo-ho. Yo-ho!”)
5) Take a big swig matey… Arrrrr.

I’m turning thirty-two. Thirty-one was dirty-fun and I imagine thirty-two will be dirty-too. I hope to start the year off right with drinking, dancing, mayhem and debauchery.

If you don’t know about Bloomfield House you better axe somebody.