Live Blogging on My Birthday!

12:30 A.M. Happy B-Day to me! A man my age should not be up at this wicked hour. I would have been asleep four hours ago, but Linz came by the penthouse to say hi.

I think she unconsciously knew it was my Birthday, out of a kind of certain excitement that we were moving closer to fulfilling the terms of our engagement. Maybe she forgot that I broke it off.

Or maybe she remembered and that's why she didn't bother to wish me a happy birthday. But I'm sure you my dear readers won't show the same coldness.

12:40 O.K. no one is commenting. Did I make weird last ditch marriage proposals to others of you?

1:05 A.M.Lindz just left, I brushed my teeth, realized that I had brushed my teeth before Lindz dropped in. Still no comments.

1:17 Still no Birthday wishes??????? Loneliness is starting to kick in, but then Captain Bookbagster reminds me that I should be patient with people and maybe some of my beloved readers are out on the town or asleep. Captain Bookbagster says that Alexia is probably awake but has better things to do.

8:20 It is going to be a good day and a good year. Sure,I think I am losing vision in my left eye. Old age, hurts. But life is good and I suspect it is going to be getting better.

8:40 Time for breakfast and my bottle opener has broken!
The one arm just broke. I guess it is like a horse. A crippled bottle opener isn't going to be good for anyone. How terrible that I should have to deal with this on my birthday.


9:15 I think, in my old age, my sense of taste has finally started to go. Just had a bowl of Lucky Charms and it didn't taste like much. I remember(vaguely) when such a smorgasborg of flavors and chemicals would have delighted my tastebuds.

10:00 While cleaning up I noticed that I poured myself a bowl of macaroni for breakfast. The good news is that my tastebuds are fine, but my eyesight is considerably worse than I had realized.

10:58 The Macaroni Incident: A Found Poem from a Gift Given to Me By Maleah
Traps lie in wait for me. My every step
might be a fall. I am a prisoner
shuffling through a time that feels like a dream,
taking no note of mornings or of sunsets.
It is night. I am alone. In verse like this,
I must create my insipid universe.
Eating Macaroni for breakfast.

(This is Borges' 'The Blind Man' with slight modification to fit my current situation and thus make the poem mine.)

11:35 Comrade K has had nearly 12 hours to wish me a happy birthday. Yet I have heard nothing from him. This is kind of shocking when you consider his fascination with my old age.

12:01 P.M. Off to the Birthday festivities. More later.

3:29 Just keeping it real. About to eat cake.

6:06
I got the KITT 4000's for my B-Day from my Sister and Brother-In-Law. And I'm already breaking them in.


The card they gave me, plays Everybody Wang Chung Tonight. And I can't stop dancing. I'm going to need another pair for Christmas.

7:30Going to respond to comments.

7:57 Had to take out garbage and do dishes. Now I will really get into the responding to comments.

8:17 Finished replying to previous comments. That took me a long time.

10:16And so my day winds down. I just finished watching Sean Welche's Bloom. There was a moment when I started the movies where I was somewhat sickened. But that was only because I realized I was eating Cooked Lucky Charm's 'n Cheese. I did catch the director's name subtly worked into the film. Such astuteness on my part suggests that my brain is as reliable as ever.

The movie follows around three ordinary people. I don't know why the director thought this was a good idea . None of the ordinary people are anything awesome like having superpowers or being adjunct instructors.

But one of the characters did say something interesting. Stephan Daedelus says, “A Men of jenius makes no mistakes, his earors become the potholes of discovery.”

That rings truer in my old age, than it ever has.

11:59In old age, one's body begins to slow down. But if you have lived well you no longer need to move fast, because you can move wisely.

What I am trying to say is that with my working up to three hours a day I might not be able to maintain my typical posting schedule for the next couple of weeks. Like, umm, in my wisdom, I'm not real optimistic about getting anything posted tomorrow. Of course some of my second and third tier readers will just be coming across this post for the first time. So I doubt this will cause much pain amongst the COI community. But as the days go on, I think that my beloved readers are going to need to band together, if for example, nothing shows up Wed. either. But soon. And know this: No matter how slowly I move, Uma Thurman won't be able to beat me.

P.S. I love belated Birthday Gifts almost as much as real Birthday Gifts!