Friday, July 25, 2008

My Kind Of Town, Part II

Rather than regale the three people reading this with the story of my complete nightmare trying to get home (beginning Wednesday at 5:30pm and ending when I crossed the threshold of my apartment at 7:00pm on Thursday), I'm just going to say this: I walked into my apartment 24 hours after I was supposed to take off from Chicago. Also, I'm tired and my brain hurts.

In other news, the wife's birthday is today, so last night, we went to the River Cafe in Brooklyn. We had a great table with an incredible view of downtown Manhattan, and the food was great. Tonight, we'll be heading out to Keats on the east side for some karaoke. If there's one thing that I do better than brain surgery, it's sing karaoke.

Labels: brain surgery, Chicago, Happy Birthday

Monday, July 14, 2008

A Collection Of Happies

I don't know what this means, but Woody Guthrie was born on Bastille Day. Not on the actual day, of course. That would make him very old, if he were even still alive at all.

Woody Guthrie played a guitar with a sticker that said, "This machine kills fascists." That's so deliciously 1960s optimistic that it tickles me somewhere unmentionable.

As for Bastille Day, it's basically the last time the French fought with any kind of success, so they deserve to have a day to recognize it. I kid the French. Why? Because I love. The sense that I get is that it functions as their Independence Day, and good for them. If there's anything that the French need, it's more days off.

Happy Bastille Day! And also, Happy Birthday, Woody Guthrie!

Labels: Bastille Day, France, Happy Birthday, Woody Guthrie

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Happy Birthday To Bea

Someone special is celebrating her special day! Beatrice Arthur, acerbic counter-culture icon and Patron Saint of Yankee Pot Roast, is 86 years young today.

On a related topic, does Willard Scott still go from town to say happy birthday to people that have turned 100? Does he still say "years young?" Does he still wear his ridiculous toupee? Does he love the fact that he played Mr. Poole, affable husband to Hogan family next door neighbor Mrs. Poole (ably portrayed by Edie McClurg)?

Just wondering.

Labels: Bea Arthur, Happy Birthday, YPR

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Happy Birthday To My Blog

We're one year old around here today, and it feels damn good. To all my reader (that's not a typo), thank you for hanging around. To Sally Field, screw you. I told you I could do it!

Labels: Happy Birthday