I managed to eke out another year last weekend. I was fortunate to have some close friends about me and received some excellent (and very undeserved) goodies, including pirate grog mugs, a naughtily-innocent card game, jigsaw puzzles, and more home-baked treats than one should eat. I also received this little badass of a cake, with the hand-drawn icing courtesy of The Lawyer™:
For those of you foreign to such foolishness, the slogan on the cake is in reference to the Star Wars Gangsta Rap, which I have been unable to get out of my head for the last several years. In fact, I’ve had to stop typing this entry just to play it again in Winamp.
It was great to have so many people remember my birthday and wish me well. Dinner with some friends in Rockville last week, a three-day visit with Stilts, and surprise well-wishing text messages throughout the weekend from Bond made it seem like my birthday was for more than just one day.
I forgot to mention that Gibberish also celebrated its first anniversary on August 9th. 301 posts down, I wonder what the pace will be like for next year!