Happy Birthday To Me. Again.
December 7th was once described by President Franklin D. Roosevelt as "A day that will live in infamy". A great line - and I wish I could take credit for inspiring it. But he was, of course, referring to the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor. I have to thank those dastardly Kamikazes for taking just a smidgen of the focus off of me today. And for accepting me as one of their own and raising me in the jungle on a small island off of Guadalcanal. Now you know.
My thoughtful sister is taking me out to dinner in the South End with a few folks, but then we'll be heading to Pho afterwards. If you feel inclined to drop by and help me mourn, you now know where to find the procession. Remember, we don't have to stop for traffic lights and will likely have a police escort.
posted by Dave Pye @ 12/07/2004 10:57:00 AM
3 Comments:
No, that part is unfortunately obstructed by the blankie.
WHO IS DIVIOSI?!
Slick - I'll send you the CDs. You just need to bug me. I will get something together this week.
I remember my 19th birthday at the Brass Taps. Vaguely. My friend Lisa Porcaro from Lorne Park, Stilts and I got bombed. There weren't many takers because it was a Tuesday night. Deja Vu is a bitch.
don't forget that it is also Larry Bird's birthday, aka "Basketball Jesus"
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