I dread birthdays, every year. They’re just proof of my continued insignificance in the universe.

Some are better than others.

This one was, at least, not horrible. Comfortable.

I had a few significantly gratifying phone calls and several well-wishing emails, from those very close to me as well as people I don’t know well. All were most appreciated. A few gifts were received prior to my birthday (and to these people I am most grateful for the unexpected kindnesses.)

My podling and her father took me to see a movie, and to a meal. The movie was entertaining… Called “No Reservations”, apparently a remake of a German film “Mostly Martha”. It’s a nice little story. The meal was also nice. Good food, and comfortable conversation.

The evening found me enjoying some damned good blues music and a one-man show of questionable taste. (Well, come ON… it was about a guy that worked in a porn shop! Of COURSE it was of questionable taste.)

Then another free meal, and some entertaining, low-key, ‘shoot the shit’ kind of conversation.

Oh yes, and I got more proof that my tastes DO, definitely, run to the more expensive. Comparing to something I recently discovered I liked… to something similar but more expensive… I liked the more expensive even more. (Not because of what it might have cost… since I wasn’t paying.) Black vs. Green. Green won.

So, yeah. The birthday was ok.

Just wish I could breathe deeply today. Woke up with my chest constricted for some reason. I’m not wheezing, it’s just… weird. Tight. No deep breathing.

And, nothing to do with today being my birthday, but YouTube is a strange and wonderful place… a land of… well…

unusual things.

But oddly delightful.

And… to confirm that I have expensive tastes: