'You say it's your birthday'
It's my birthday! I'm 44, making this the most symmetrical birthday since I was 33, and until I'm 55.
No huge plans for today, other than making deadline for Sunday's column. After work, some colleagues are taking me to Mix Bowl Cafe for dinner. Yes, a birthday celebration in Pomona. Where else?
Maybe I can mark another menu item or two off my Mix Bowl list. Can I persuade my friends to order the soup with both liver and tendon, so I can eat a few spoonfuls but not have an entire bowl of it? Probably not. But I'm looking forward to experiencing firsthand the Asian-pop version of "Happy Birthday" I heard on a previous visit, plus the complimentary bowl of mixed fruit with ice. So nice.
* UPDATE: The dinner was fun, nobody ordered the liver and tendon soup (probably contributing to the fun-ness) and the mixed fruit with ice was yummy. But they didn't play the prerecorded "Happy Birthday" song. Well, maybe next year.
Happy Birthday David! You're just a puppy.
Best,
Larry
Happy Birthday, David. I'm glad to have company here at 44.
[You're not 44, Goddess, you're ageless. Unlike mere mortals like myself. -- DA]
Happy Birthday David!!
Happy Birthday, David!!
David...HAPPY BIRTHDAY !! Hope your day is a great one !
Best wishes on your special day!
My hope is that you find a way
to celebrate and take some time
for you, your friends and life sublime.
About the number, don't worry,
they fly past in quite a hurry.
So just enjoy and have some fun
’cause to your readers, you're the one!
[I'm now inspiring poetry? Whoa. Thank you, Charles. -- DA]
David:
If We Didn't Have Birthdays
-Dr. Seuss
If we didn't have birthdays, you wouldn't be you.
If you'd never been born, well then what would you do?
If you'd never been born, well then what would you be?
You might be a fish! Or a toad in the tree!
You might be a doorknob! Or three baked potatoes!
You might be a bag full of hard green tomatoes.
Or worse than all that ... Why you might be a WASN'T.
A Wasn't has no fun at all. No, he doesn't.
A Wasn't just isn't. He just isn't present.
But you ... You ARE YOU! And, now isn't that pleasant.
[Well, it's not bad, although it's quite possible I'd be happier as a fish or doorknob. Yo-ho-ho, a doorknob's life for me. Anyway, thanks for the birthday wishes, Ms. Lois! -- DA]
David,
Hope your day is a good one. I'd join you for dinner, so I could pick up the tab for your bowl of joke, but I have a previous engagement.
So I guess the joke's on you!
I know it's your funny coming back at you. You don't expect your readers to be original do you?
Happy birthday.
[Thanks, John, and as long as readers don't expect me to be original either, we're all set. -- DA]
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Etc., etc., etc.
Just be glad you're not actually hearing me sing to you.
All the best, you young pup. Trust me when I say the best is yet to come.
I would have opted for dinner at the Olive Garden, but to each his own. (See! the ads on the new blog are contagious!)
Ramona
[Contagious? Gesundheit. -- DA]
This is a bit belated, but I hope your day was full of birthday woo-hoo moments. Although, as we get older, sometimes the best we can hope for is just the woo.
In any case, congratulations for making it to double-fours.
[Mine was more of the hoo variety. -- DA]