On the occasion of my 26th birthday, a small something from the King:
So bloody good luck to you mate,
That you weren’t born too late
For at least a chance of happiness,
Before unchangeable crappiness
Spreads all over the land.
Be glad you’re fifty — and
That you got there while things were nice,
In a world worth looking at twice.
So here’s wishing you many more years, but not that many,
Cheers!
—Kingsley Amis, "Ode to Me"
Posted by mesh at May 22, 2007 07:05 PM | TrackBackHappy birthday, mesh. You need to swing Seattle-ward soon.
Posted by: paul at May 23, 2007 04:35 PMA birthday Toast from Chatty to you. We miss you!
Posted by: Kiko at May 23, 2007 06:59 PM I still haven't gotten over you.
I think it's too much to ask, really.
So, happy birthday.
It is indeed too much to ask. Mutual, darling. And happy birthday to you (whenever it is; I think it's soon).
Posted by: mesh at June 3, 2007 06:36 AM