My Birthday Speech

Today, on my 41st birthday, I have numerous, numerous words of wisdom to share.

Birthdays. Why, you wondered out loud. Only Jeopardy can give me the question. Perhaps 2008 will be the year.

For crying in the soup, I am 39, good lookin’, funny as the day is long—I mean, what’s not to love?!

Yet, as I reflect more deeply on the existential meaning of my life. I know that the relationship I share with my chickens, compost pile and immediate neighbors to the South are imperative to the joy I bring to all of you this year.


QU’EST-CE QUE C’EST????????????????? QU’EST-CE QUE C’EST???????

In the interest of brevity, let me just say that I truly appreciate the effort that each and every one of you has made on MY behalf. So, a very happy Birthday to me!

Qu’est ce que c’est. In another words, what is it that this is. Bush, ………..capitalism, ………………the crab smell of my dishes after this dinner,……………….. the meaning of our lives, ……………….why I go to church, …………………those without personal 4-wheeled transportation………..are the divine, ………….existentialism bespensialism. I’m here damnit and you are all the better for it. Long live me.


PS Full disclosure demands that the authors names be revealed. :Jean Jean, Carl, Kim and Bev.