Happy Birthday, Cheryl and Birdie!

Okay, Birdie’s is actually the 29th, but there isn’t one this year! Have a great time, gals, wherever you may go. May everything go your way today.

The Birthday Odyssey

The birthday week unfolded: Sunday friends gathered at WTs for drinks and cake (no, Gene, no one was fooled by your going off to the restroom — and taking your jacket). It was fairly quiet (amazingly enough) and I wasn’t facing any of the televisions, so that was good. Thanks to all who came out….

Another Year Older

…but no deeper in debt, really. Sharing a birthday drink with Tommy Steele, Eugene Levy, Bill Pullman and Mike Mills, it appears. No idea what I’ll be doing today as everyone is away or busy. Doubtless I’ll find some way to occupy the hours. Hey, I could write!

Happy Birthday, Jane

Get your Jane on: be devastatingly witty in a gentle tone so no one feels the knife’s blade. Who but a genius could invent the delightful Henry Tilney and Elinor Dashwood? From Austen’s pen: “I will not say that your mulberry-trees are dead, but I am afraid they are not alive.” “People always live forever…