My most heartfelt thanks to the large number of friends who made this past birthday weekend so much fun.  I want to especially thank my niece, who appears to have been procreating about the time of my birthday because my sister, who many of these friends met or became reacquainted recently, will soon be a “Mimi”.  Congratulations!

Thanks to the twin birthday friends, The Gary and Osager, for deliciously funny cards.  Thanks to Cindy for the tie, it’s lovely.  The lovely Juliet threw me a bin 73 party and it was a delight.  There are really too many to name.

I hope some of you have noticed that I’m doing more short posts/links these days and trying, really trying, not to do so much of the long screed kind of thing.  I hope you enjoy the stuff I find on the net as much as I do.  Since I only have dial-up, it just takes too long to post pictures and videos, but my birthday resolution is to get faster lines.

This year, I feel the years.  This year, my body has finally told me in no uncertain terms that a new way of behaving is imminent.  Exercise, better diet and a no-shit try one more time to quit smoking.  I hit the wall.  Maybe I’m finally ready to grow up a little more.

Besides, I’m sick and tired of the bad habits.  I’m only slightly less tired of the incessant attempts by the “fixers” in my life telling me I mmuuussstttt do these things.  Shut the fuck up, you controlling co-dependent cocksuckers.  Go rehab a house or restore an old car or something and leave me the hell alone.  If I manage to do any of these things for myself, it’ll be despite your “help”.  Besides, if I do them, you’ll just find some other way I don’t meet your approval and start trying to fix that.  Like Sophie Tucker said to her husband Phil when he complained her chest was flat:  Get off my back.

I feel better now, don’t all y’all?

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