Happy Birthday to me?  Happy Birthday to me!  Happy Birthday to me-eee!  Happy Birthday to me!

Wait.  I'm forty now.  I'm too damn old to be up this late.

Where's my nurse's aid with the warm milk and electric blanket?

Nevermind.  I'll just grab this here walker and hobble off to bed on my own power.

Stupid birthdays.

[Update:  What's the matter with the time-stamp on this blog.  MY clock says after midnight!  Has it always been one hour behind?]

[Another update:  Bob said some nice stuff]