Would the World's Greatest Detective approve?

This should be the first of a double blog post extravaganza. I was hoping a certain person would write up the birthday entry but now it looks like I'll have to write it myself. To be fair though Rosie's been ill this week so I'll refrain from laying it on too thick.

So what better way to continue than letting the pictures do most of the talking.

The Batcake. More top work from the resident chef Greg, even including bananas in this one. For some reason I've gained a reputation for saying 'lulz'. I have no idea on this one. lulz

One of my presents was a bear from the dollar store. For some reason we decided he had one too many legs and removed one for him. Ever wanted to know what bears are filled with? Wonder no more.

I feel sorry for that poor thing. I tried to find one of him intact but they weren't any. So here's one of him inside-out.

Erm, yeah. Less said about this one the better.

See, this is why the blog isn't getting written. I thought that thing at the bottom was a slice of pizza with a face.

After the cake eating and bear ripping we headed out to a bar in Gastown for a drink. And sadly it was just the one since two thirds of us had work early in the morning. But the bar we chose just happened to be the Vancouver Man Utd Supporter's Club. Result.

Other than that it's been a busy week, topped off with snowboarding on Saturday. I'll do a separate post for that one, but suffice to say it was pretty good. lulz