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Lordy, lordy, Huck is 40. Today.
Tax day, the day Lincoln was shot, and the day the Titanic sunk.
An auspicious day, indeed.
Now, I need to go find my mid-life crisis.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
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At least you look pretty good for 40.
Happy B-day, Huck.
Huck was born on tax day. This must mean something. I've been working through my mid-life crisis since I was about 10. It could still end badly.
They say 40 is the new.... something... eh whatever. Happy Birthday.
Happy Birthday, Huck!
"With mirth and laughter let old wrinkles come." -Shakespeare
"I got these lines in my face trying to straighten out the wrinkles in my life." -Ramblin' Jack Elliott
Yom Huledet Sameach, man!
I drink to your Lordy-40 day. L'chaim!
Thank you all for your kind birthday wishes! It has been a good day so far. No mid-life crisis yet! I'm thinking if I can make it through the next couple of hours, I'll be beyond the worst of it. Peace.
Welcome to the 4-oh club.
It only seems fair you should get a rebate from Uncle Sam for this incredible affront to the decency of birthdays. Belatedly, happy birthday!
Happy Birthday Huck. I'm a couple days late but I hope you had a great day.
Happy birthday!! And welcome to middle age (or whatever it is). We've been saving you a seat.
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