She Doesn’t Look a Day Over 51
Not on the Internet, anyway. Happy Birthday, Anwyn! H/t: Venemous Katie.
Not on the Internet, anyway. Happy Birthday, Anwyn! H/t: Venemous Katie.
Not quite 40 yet, but close enough for a midlife crisis. So far, my presents consist of a new car and a Pattericolanche. I’m much happier about the latter than the former.
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday, dead bastard
Happy birthday to you.
If you haven’t already, be sure to congratulate the Esmays on their latest addition. Looks like a Democratic baby for now, but that should change in a month or so.
UPDATE: Oh yeah, while on the topic of overdue acknowledgements, be sure to check out BTD’s new digs if you haven’t already. God, I really suck at blogging lately.
Tomorrow’s the big day. I’ll drive Ms. Xrlq to the hospital first thing in the morning, and if all goes well I’ll be a father by this time tomorrow.
In related news, the answer is no. Not a chance, no way. Not maybe, not “oh, I dunno, let me think about it.” Just, no. Absolutely not. Uh-uh.
UPDATE: Baby X was born today, 10/6/04, at 5:08 p.m. Photos will follow soon.
Patrick Prescott and at least one of the twins have a birthday. Go wish them the best.
It might interest you to know that the world’s youngest law professor is celebrating his ninth birthday today.
Calblogger Justene has a birthday today. Be sure to visit her blog if you haven’t already. Now, on a count of three, sing with me:
I’d like to join Kelley in wishing Kate a Happy Birthday. Unfortunately, I can’t sing along with Kelley on the traditional Happy Birthday song, as that song is copyrighted. I mean, it’s not as though I’m a real threat to their commercial interests or anything, but then again, neither are the Girl Scouts. I don’t make nearly as sympathetic a party as the Girl Scouts do, so I just can’t take any chances. So I’m afraid she’ll have to settle for that other Happy Birthday song, the extremely annoying - but uncopyrighted - one that they sing at Bennigan’s and T.G.I. Friday’s to get A.S.C.R.A.P. to leave them alone. Here goes:
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