"go stymie, it's your birthday!"

why yes. yes it is.

"not a holiday."

i beg to differ. in both the 7th and the 39th circles of hell it certainly is a holiday.. of the patron saint religious kind.

"who's your daddy?"

wayne. wayne's my daddy.


today is my 29th birthday. jessie's gotten me an elvis cd - 2nd to none.. it's chock, seam-splitting full of rokken tunes. most recently, a can of rain-x wipes for my hottie car windshield. i like to rain-x, it helps me see better while i'm careening willy nilly through the streets of rockford. in addition, a surprise birthday cake at our production meeting!

update: i have learned that the last installment of my birthday present will happen over drinks at octane, the bar next door, after photo call... i am on the edge of every seat.

update: the last installment was the board game "cranium". if you haven't played this game, shame on you. *scoldy finger shake* what a good birthday had i.

also, bob (who does our graphics stuff) just gave me a copy of the new rufus wainwright cd. it is fuckin' phenomenal.

tonight i plan to party like it's my birthday... possibly even sip bacardi like it's my birthday. woot!