My 30th birthday party held at Rock N’ Bowl at the end of Haight Street (now an Ameoba Records store). We served perfectly cubed salami and cheddar cheese with cellophane toothpicks and someone made a bundt cake in the shape of a thirty! We wore thrifted bowling shirts, drank cheap bowling alley drinks and danced in the lanes to 80’s music videos on the overhead monitors under crazy lighting. And bowled, of course. I will not deny nor confirm lines done in the bathroom. It was a magical. night.
I was born this day at 4:30 in the morning. Mom had started labor during her shift at work and was sent home. But she waited until the last minute to go to the hospital. She arrived at the hospital two hours before I did.
Saturday, October 4, 1986
My 30th birthday party held at Rock N’ Bowl at the end of Haight Street (now an Ameoba Records store). We served perfectly cubed salami and cheddar cheese with cellophane toothpicks and someone made a bundt cake in the shape of a thirty! We wore thrifted bowling shirts, drank cheap bowling alley drinks and danced in the lanes to 80’s music videos on the overhead monitors under crazy lighting. And bowled, of course. I will not deny nor confirm lines done in the bathroom. It was a magical. night.
I was born this day at 4:30 in the morning. Mom had started labor during her shift at work and was sent home. But she waited until the last minute to go to the hospital. She arrived at the hospital two hours before I did.
I was married on this day. I remember it was very hot and the reception hall had no A/C.