HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BABY

to me!

Yeah, that's right. Old as the hills. Moving on in age. Entering the twilight of my youth. Actually, did that about a decade ago.

Last Thursday I celebrated another spin around our glorious sun with a trip to Six Flags Great America. Birthday celebrations are really for the kids, so I figured why not spend mine pretending I still am one? I had a blast whipping around on roller coasters and other rides, eating junk food, and playing carnival games. I even pouted a little bit when it was time to leave, stamping my foot, crossing my arms, and screaming, "No! I'm not leaving and you can't make me."

After being removed by security, I fell asleep in the car on the way home and had to be carried into the house.

Okay - so that's not quite how it went. But I did have a great time and highly recommend you connect with your inner child next time you notice the digits turning over. In the week since I've been jamming that old Cracker tune "Happy Birthday to Me" over and over again in my car. Man, were those guys fucked up or what?

Love the lyrics:

I was having a good sleep
in my car
In the...parking lot of the
Showboat Casino hotel

I say, "I remember you
you drive like a PTA mother"
You brought me draft beer
in a plastic cup

I'm feeling thankful
for the small things...today
I'm feeling thankful
for the small things...today

Happy...Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday to me
and to you

Happy...Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday to me
and to you-ah

I'm feeling thankful
for the small things...today
I'm feeling thankful
for the small things...today

I remember you
I crashed your wedding
With some...orange crepe paper
and some Halloween candy

And sometimes
I wish I were Catholic
I don't know why
I guess I'm happy to see your face
at a time like this

Happy...Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday to me
and to you-ah

Happy...Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday to me
and to you-ah

Happy Birthday, baby, to me
Happy Birthday, to me
Happy Birthday, to me
Happy Birthday, to me


****

That shit kills me every time.

Anyhow, I'm feeling thankful for the small things today. For example, the little hair I still have left on my head. My little sister. The little sized cans of Coke they're making now that are the perfect serving size for me. Little By Little, that kick ass Oasis tune. And, of course, the little bit of time you share with me every once in a while when you are bored out of your skull and wondering what that silly monkey has typed up recently.

Just some nonsense about a penis pump and a photograph of a roving horde of naked people. You know - the usual.