Doggedly searching for the crux of the biscuit.
Just a couple of brief announcements. Today marks my thirty-eighth complete trip around the Sun. I know you're pondering what sort of expensive gift to buy, but I'd prefer you just send cash, because (in case you don't keep up with my news by reading every four-hundred-comment thread at unfogged.com) the missus is knocked up again and due 'long about the beginning of June. Do I dare to eat a peach? I do.
Happy birthday! (And congrats again.) Bacon peaches for everyone!
Posted by: ogged at November 28, 2006 12:18 AMWow, somehow I missed that announcement, congrats! I hear these new models have all the cool new features. And happy birthday!
Posted by: Matt F at November 28, 2006 12:54 AMHappy birthday and congratulations! Wear white flannel trousers and walk upon the beach.
Posted by: eb at November 28, 2006 01:22 AMCongratulations! You can sell the naming rights to GoldenPalace.com.
Posted by: Gaijin Biker at November 28, 2006 02:03 AMCongrats! Yippee! Another Apostro-mini. :)
I'm not sure the world can take that much more excitement...
And Happy Birthday, too.
Posted by: b. at November 28, 2006 02:26 AMDamn bitch you old. And I got sick of those Unfogged threads. It's like reading Aaron Sorkin, but without that red-headed nerd from Revenge of the Nerds.
Posted by: norbizness at November 28, 2006 08:34 AMDamn bitch you old.
Don't I know it, brother. Don't I know it.
Posted by: apostropher at November 28, 2006 08:58 AMHappy Birthday, old man.
And congrats on the future spawn. ;)
Posted by: Susan Z at November 28, 2006 09:25 AMCongratulations!
You're going to be *56* when that thing finally leaves the house. Damn...
Posted by: Brock Landers at November 28, 2006 09:42 AMIt's not really a birthday, just the idea of a birthday. Have a good one, old friend.
Posted by: froz gobo at November 28, 2006 10:47 AMHey, send my birthday wishes along to your son as well, Froz.
Posted by: apostropher at November 28, 2006 10:51 AMawww yeah. many happy returns of the day, you old fart.
Posted by: fiend at November 28, 2006 11:04 AMAlso, what is the address to which we should send cash?
Posted by: Brock Landers at November 28, 2006 11:49 AMBrock -- all cash should be sent in my care -- I'll take care of getting it to the Apostropher.
Posted by: Clownæsthesiologist at November 28, 2006 11:53 AMHappy birthday, you old sonufabitch. You're a helluva guy. (I've decided to be dudely today.)
Posted by: A White Bear at November 28, 2006 12:13 PMOkay Clownae, but- I don't have your address either.
Posted by: Brock Landers at November 28, 2006 12:17 PM(To be sung after a whiskey or four)
Ferrrrrrr....he's a jolly good fella
fer he's a jolly good fella
...
um, yeah, you don't want to hear me singing.
Congratuations, and congratulations again. Now you get the joy of two small 'uns running around! Good luck, and stock up on the bacon. You'll need it.
Posted by: John Johnson at November 28, 2006 01:07 PMCongratulations all around!
Sometimes the youngest wants to leave the house early, too.
Posted by: Ru at November 28, 2006 04:16 PMHadn't seen the announcement at the Mineshaft, just don't have the time to keep up these days, but happy birthday and congratulations! You may be old (actually, I'm almost four months older than you), but you can still replicate your gene line!! Best of wishes to you and the missus and family on the impending new arrival.
And maybe this one will love you when s/he's nine.
Posted by: M/tch M/lls at November 28, 2006 04:28 PMYeah, maybe. And you should totally make an effort to be at the Flophouse gathering at the end of the year, M/tch.
Posted by: apostropher at November 28, 2006 04:38 PMI'll see what I can do, I'd love that. The girlfriend lived there for ten or so years and has lots of friends there, so maybe I could pitch it as a "let's go to DC so you can spend time with all your real friends, and I can spend time with my make-believe ones".
Posted by: M/tch M/lls at November 28, 2006 06:18 PMHappy Birthday, and congratulations! Your boys can swim!
MrsFrankLives is due with the third babyfranklives any time now.
We need to get the kids together to drool on blankets and stare at the ceiling.
Posted by: drfranklives at November 28, 2006 06:40 PMHere I am trying generously to give away some cash and no one will help me out.
Apo, if you don't want to give me your payment address, what's your favorite charity? I'll make a donation in your name.
Posted by: Brock Landers at November 28, 2006 06:41 PMBrock, you could make the trip down for the DC meat-up in lieu of cash. I really like turning my imaginary friends into real ones.
Dr. Frank, congratulations yo! We could have the Spermolina Swim-Off.
Posted by: apostropher at November 28, 2006 07:29 PMDude, since you're an imaginary friend and all I was only going to give you something like fifty bucks. I can't get a flight to DC for that.
Posted by: Brock Landers at November 28, 2006 08:20 PMHey speaking of meet-ups, I know it's a ways in the future but Ellen is talking about renting us a cabin in southern Virginia somewhere for a week or two next summer. If that happens I would be very happy to have some of you Raleigh-Durham types up to visit.
Posted by: Clownæsthesiologist at November 28, 2006 09:20 PMMy congratulations, both on another year and on allowing your selfish genes to have their way!
Posted by: SlouchingTom at November 29, 2006 12:21 AMDrooling and staring?!? Ooh! Ooh! Can I come, too? Pretty please?
Posted by: froz gobo at November 29, 2006 12:45 AMhappy birthday, apo. And geez, you don't have to repopulate the dem population by yourself.
Posted by: Michael at November 29, 2006 01:05 AMIt'll be just like freshman year, dude.
It began long before and still continues to this day, methinks.
Hippie barfday, yo. I was going to send you a text message, but remembered this is the only real way to contact you. Wanna do lunch or dinner on Saturday to commemorate the fact you're now 13 years past the date you'd promised to kill yourself?
Posted by: Mr. Sticky at November 29, 2006 05:44 AM