He wasn't born yesterday...
...or mebbe he was? I forget.
Some time, around now, thirty-ought-and-change years ago, mht was begat. Right on.
Odd. I had a dream last night. Our twin-engine Injun spirits were flying around in the sky, laughing at everything down below. Black sky, blue sky. Pretty. We then agreed that we'd reconvene down below, down yonder, somewhere-sometime, in a perfect place with snow and surf.
Well, I choked the landing, and hit the west coast early on. You stayed up high, then floated down to the other side of the continent at your leisure. Smoooooth.
Damn drunk Injuns.
Happy Birthday.
xoxo, LL
Oops, this eager beaver...
...jumped the gun on ya again. 22nd, duly noted. But anyway I celebrate you every day, so perhaps I can be forgiven. (nice save. eh?)
So, let's hear more about T-Day-2004. Wish I could've made it. Next year?
If we don't see you on the board here due to sweltering internet issues, then, Have A Big Honkin' Happy Birthday next week. Hope the party favors blow you to nirvana. :cool:
What does your boss expect?...
That you spend the entire day making him money? Shhesh, what a slave driver.
Pictures of TedDay2K4 sound like a must. Have a Happy!