Samuel had his 12th birthday party this weekend. Each room of our apartment represented a different era, from the 1950s to Cafe '80s to the Old West. (The master bedroom was off-limits, to avoid causing a rift in the space-time continuum.)
The 8-hour extravaganza included a screening of the entire "Back to the Future" trilogy. I haven't seen so many kids sit still for six hours since we super glued the high school bleachers back in '79.
Guests feasted on popcorn, White Castle cheeseburgers, hot dogs, tacos, and chocolate milkshakes. Samuel's birthday cake was inscribed, "Welcome Home Uncle Joey," a movie reference for hard-core BTTF buffs.
No DeLorean this year. Maybe 2011.
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