A DAY OF BIRTH

No, no, not THAT day of birth. Michelle is still abundantly swollen with expectant babe.

I am referring to my OWN BIRTHDAY which was kicked off at midnight this evening following the Just for Laughs auditions at Jimbo's, which went quite splendidly.

My wondrous mom-to-be was a witness to the audition and hung out with me afterwards for a little over an hour. Then, after I escorted her on her way, I went back to Jimbo's and closed the joint for the first time in I don't know how many years (my most certain recollection is from the 2002 Just for Laughs audition when I hosted the crap out of it, closed the bar, then went home and watched a taped episode of Buffy: "Innocence", one of the best damn episodes ever, I watched it again the next day in a constant state of deja vu, on account of I was drunk when I watched it the first time; I should probably close the parentheses now). Anyway, I'm a bit buzzed right now, so I should probably stop typing. But I am extremely happy that life at 35 is as good as it is.

Thanks so much for the people who wished me a happy birthday as well as those who didn't know about this milestone, but were nice to me out of a sense of kindness and/or respect. Who knows which is more valuable.

I just ate some peanut sauce and chicken, so I should probably work on digesting same.

Oh yeah, I painted the second coat of the nursery today. How many reasons to celebrate can there be?

very best,

dp