Happy Birthrona Day to Me

Well, it's my birthday, and as luck would have it, the mayor of Los Angeles decided to declare that as of today, the city is basically closed. Story of my life. I'm off from work, at least—actually, it's the last day of the four-day birthday weekend I took because my parents are here. And I am currently reminded quite strongly of why I always say toward the end of a vacation that I need a vacation from my vacation. I thought I was gonna get about half a day of one, but circumstances conspired such that I'll be getting no such thing.

So now I'm going to figure out what to do with what remains of my birthday in this newly apocalyptic world. There will definitely be both ice cream and alcohol involved. OK, I leave you with this: