Saturday, March 8, 2008

No Dear For A Month

Yesterday it was Kate's birthday and we had her birthday dinner at my place. Apart from the fact that I imbibed quite liberally and decided this morning that I would do the 'no dear for a month' thing (except no kidding, no beer for me!), I think it was a success.
For Kate's birthday cake I made a Transformers cake and I chose Sound Wave, mostly because its her favourite transformer and also because his stereo form is much easier to make into a cake.
Anyway I spent all day making it and in the end I didn't have enough time to finish decorating the house before Kate got there, which I did in the style of a childrens party in honour of the cake. In fact the whole thing was a bit of a Ruth style event...badly organized. Instead of making the cake the day before, or even buying the ingredients the day before, I woke up late and spent hours buying food most of which I didn't end up cooking. I was going to make some Pot Sticker dumplings as an apetiser for the dinner, instead I spent hours hunching over the cake and franticly cleaning the house (which was filthy).

Fortunately I didn't make the dinner, Matthew cooked us a Kenneth Lo feast! we had Peaking Duck wrapped in lettuce which we ate 'from top to bottom' (taking special care not to eat it from the bottom up). Some scrummy pork which had a name but I cant remember it, some equally scrummy scrambled eggs and sticky rice parcel thingys. My fuzzy memory doesn't do it justice but needless to say it was a wonderful tribute to good old Ken, who's cooking show we used to enjoy laughing at.

After dinner I presented the cake to Kate with the Transformers theme song playing in the background. I came out just when the song went 'Transformers!", it was pretty exciting. As you can see from the picture below I stuck a sign in the cake of Sound Wave saying happy birthday to Kate along with some sparklers, but Louis noticed...after I gave her the cake, that in my haste to finish the cake I had forgotten to put the R in Birthday. I felt like a retard when he pointed it out and now that feeling of shamefull stupidity will be carried on to every birthday; Kate thought it was so funny that she suggested that all Birthdays should now be Bithdays.

We then spent the rest of the night dancing to eighties music, along with a brief game of Word Power (a old board game), and a bit of Limbo. We limboed to that 'Feeling Hot' song, it was like we where in Weekend at Bernie's! I don't know who won, I think it was me.

Oh yeah and we had a funeral for Kate's car. Poor old David was recently yellow stickered and since there is no way that it would pass an inspection she is has to send it to the wreckers, hence the funeral. David is the cars name by the way, well his full name is David Duchovny...I'm not exactly sure why though. I remember that we where trying to come up with a name (we have a naming the car tradition in our family) and I was free forming; 'steering wheel', 'tape deck' (I was just saying what I saw basically) and then I cracked myself somehow up and started quoting Futurama, the Calculon scene (in the Warecar episode) where his is saying which famous actors he was in the past 'thespomat 2000, David Duchovney', which is funny because calculon is a supposed to be a bad actor who thinks hes David Duchovny. Anyway Kate screamed and said that it should be the cars name. It turned out to be kind of apt though because the car is a complete heap but its awesome, it has a good David Duchovny. He's not what you'd call a gooood actor but you love him, because he's funny. Not in the way where you laugh derisively at his wooden delivery of lines, but where you appreciate the wonder of his character acting. But seriously me and Kate have a fond place in our hearts for David Duchovny (borne out of the X-Files) and the idea that we named the car for him tickled our funny bones.
So when he got a yellow sticker it was very sad and we thought it would be good to give him a funeral. So naturally I made a newspaper effigy with the real David Duchovny's face on it and we cremated him in my back yard.

Anyway the night was a complete success...except that we forgot to sing happy birthday to Kate because we where all marveling at the cake, YEAH.