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My birthday was about a week back, and I never mentioned it because I never liked making any kind of a fuss about it.  I never even listed it on Facebook so I wouldn't get a bunch of people commenting on it.  But the band knows it, and they weren't at all shy about posting it.  In fact, the gig we had last week, (even though it wasn't on my actual birthday) was a special hire just to celebrate it.  That morning there were 60 posts about it on the band's page, so I started putting hearts on all the posts.  By the time I'd put up about 20 hearts, it had grown to 190.  It was really getting away from me so, I put up a blanket post thanking everybody.

That night, of course a lot of people wished me a happy birthday, and I was greeted with a dozen helium balloons and 60 cupcakes.  On the first break they presented me with a personalized silver flask with 2 personalized silver shot glasses, and a bottle of Scotch, although I very rarely drink.  There was also a bar shot glass, and a long sleeved T-shirt, although I never wear T-shirts.  I was spared the horror of everyone singing "Happy Birthday", but the owner made a short speech.

At the end of the night I was told I had to take the balloons and however many cupcakes were left, (there were 9 left).  If anyone had seen me stuffing all those balloons in the car, it would have looked hilarious.  The car was stuffed.  At home I had to get them back out of the car and into the house, then through the house.  It was a lot harder than it sounds.

Of course, a lot of people asked how old I was, and estimates ranged from 12, (12?  Really?) to a very polite 50.  (I'm 69.)  I just thought it was funnier to answer that I was so old, every time Paul turned on the stage light, I felt like walking into it.  John

Well, John, that's quite the experience for not sharing your birthday with hardly anyone...sounds like a good time was had by many...including you...anyway, happy belated !!! and, stay away from "the light".

Patty E

  It was a little bit embarrassing, and a lot amazing.  The drummer was largely responsible.  He spread the word all over the place.  Otherwise, no one would ever have known.

Thank you for the birthday wish.  On my actual birthday we went out for dinner.  That was all the excitement I needed.  John

They should have made 69 cupcakes! (alugh)

So you do not wear tee-shirts? Button downs then?

I am sure the kids will love the balloons in the house, and perhaps Van Gogh will pop a couple.

 

David and the CoolCyberCats

Forever in my heart





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Oh, Happy Belated!

 

David and the CoolCyberCats

Forever in my heart





Cats Nap. Only Humans Put Them "To Sleep": Sterilize, Don't Euthanize!

 

I don't think they really knew how old I was.  A lot of people asked.  So I don't know whether 60 cupcakes was a flattering guess or they just decided 60 was enough.  Either way, I'm lucky I didn't have to blow out 60 candles, or worse, 69!

The balloons are still almost up to the ceiling so Van Gogh won't be popping any.  Yesterday, one of the balloons was leaking and almost sank to the floor, so Karly asked if she could suck the remaining helium out of it, then ran around sounding like Alvin from the Chipmunks, which tickled her brother.

I never wear T-shirts because they just feel strange to me.  I've got a few plaid flannel shirts, but almost exclusively wear jean shirts.  I have half a closet full of them, and they've kind of become an affectation, like Mike Nesmith's stocking cap, Groucho's mustache and glasses, or George Burns' cigar.  John