Ha ha! Just kidding. It was another great birthday (albeit another one on which no one rented a Bobcat backhoe so that I could play in the dirt … I’m just going to take care of that myself next year). There was much revelry which shall not be detailed here, as I understand that the courts are generally quite successful at subpoenaing weblog transcripts and discovering the super-secret and closely guarded identities of pseudonymous web-loggers. I will say, however, that the llama is doing just fine, and that I have a whole new respect for the peoples of North Dakota.
As if this past weekend weren’t enough, there’s another one of the three-day variety coming up. I’m not really sure that Columbus Day is an occasion that should be celebrated, and, in fact, the public schools here are in session that day. But hey, if the gubmint wants to pay me to stay away, I will not complain. On the contrary, I will celebrate the day in the traditional fashion, by walking into a stranger’s house and announcing that I live there now, and introducing several new diseases to them. As recompense, I will allow them to stay in a well-delineated section of the back yard.
In actuality, I’ll be heading westward to the coast of Oregon to
The Dead Acorn … classy-ing up America since 2008.