I was born on September 15th, 1987 and a week ago was my 19th birthday. For some reason people choose to make each other feel extra special once every year on the anniversary of their birth. That makes me feel a little uncomfortable every year, as it seems somewhat arbitrary to me that people would honor ME on the day of my birth. I can understand being honored, when I actually accomplish something that's worth honoring, but I had nothing at all to do with me being born. Not that the event of me being born is significant enough to honor anyway.
Honestly, most people that are close to me make me feel special on a daily basis, and they certainly didn't need to make me feel any extra special on my birthday. But they did.
I'm sure most people are probably familiar with feeling extra special for their birthday. Once you get past the awkwardness of it all, it feels quite nice, actually.
I got quite a few emails from my fans all over the world wishing me a happy birthday. Thanks for that, I did in fact have a happy birthday.
Then I got a pair of pink boxers from Sweet Bazoongas AKA PinkPanties AKA Lindsay. I'm wearing them right now and they're nice.
On Sunday Sue, Olga, Mark, Barry and I went out to celebrate my birthday, which was awesome. Early morning we went to Ronald Reagan's Presidential Library and then a restaurant. Sweet Bazoongas kept me up late the night before, so I was a little out of it, but I have to say the Presidential Library was so cool, it exceeded all my expectations. We took some pictures while we were there.
Here we are at the Air Force One part of the museum:
http://www.galchenko.com/BakalorsGalchenkosAF1.JPG
Reagan's role in the fall of the Berlin Wall is in my opinion exaggerated, hence there was a whole section of the museum dedicated to the Berlin Wall:
http://www.galchenko.com/VovaBerlinWall.JPG
Part of the Berlin Wall department was devoted to East Berlin, which gave Olga and I the opportunity for this picture:
http://www.galchenko.com/O+VSoviets.JPG
The Berlin Wall part of the museum also featured a bunch of silly quotes by Russian communists, which I hope were taken out of context:
http://www.galchenko.com/SovietsQuote.JPG
I believe that's all the Ronal Reagan museum pictures that I have.
After we were done with the museum, we went to the restaurant, name of which I forgot. That was fun. We talked about spinach and e. coli among other things.
Once we were done with the food, we went home and then I went to the Promenade to street perform. That didn't go as well as it goes in the summer... but hey, it's better than nothing. I don't think this picture is from that day, but it's a picture of me running 7c in my street show:
http://www.galchenko.com/VovaStreetShow.JPG
The coolest thing I got for my bithday this year was an email from my parents about the day I was born and the dreams they had/have for me. That made me teary-eyed. {Insert an offspring-parents love cliche here}. When I was younger and living with my parents, I suppose I was taking a lot of what my parents were doing for me for granted. Not seeing them for a few years put how much they influenced my life in perspective for me.
So that's it for my birthday. Big thanks to all who helped make me feel extra special on my birthday, and an even bigger thanks to those of you who make me feel special on a regular basis.