On the 18th of August 2006, I had a party to celebrate my 30th year of life. There was a tree's worth of champagne, painfully enjoyable karaoke and a theme of wearing a hat that represented what you want to be when you grow up.
Watch me pull a rabbit out of a hat
My rabbit just would not fit back in my hat once I pulled it out.
Giles went as a Computational Linguist and I went as a Magician
They've Got Betty Davis Eyes
The couch-sitters bopping along