Thursday, July 7, 2011

43.

Forty three.

Not old, surely.

Not young either, of course.

Just how it is.

I think I am one of the luckiest people in the world, and I know that a large part of that luck has to be the wonderful friendships I have been able to enjoy and maintain over these long years.

So... a toast.


Happy birthday to me, sure -- your humble pubkeep, crazy Hallowe'en guy, musician, singer, builder, silly person.

Happy Friendship to each and every one of you.

And thank you.


DUMDUMSHREKPOP!
Stitched together from dead bodies by Mike C. at July 07, 2011
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7 comments:

  1. Mr. MacabreJuly 7, 2011 at 6:56 AM

    A very happy birthday to you!

    After this, they get scarier and scarier though :)

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  2. Mike C.July 7, 2011 at 7:09 AM

    Yep, and I look forward to each one, haha! Beats the alternative every time!

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  3. FesterJuly 7, 2011 at 1:36 PM

    Happy Birthday Mike!

    Looks like a great party! Love the cake and decorations. V and Kiara and the rest really know how to do things right.

    43 ain't so bad.
    I kinda remember it--it was about 13 years ago.

    And if you start feeling old, remember: When Elvis was your age, he had been dead for a year.

    A round on me, (and Shirley Temples for the kids)and DDSP!


    Dave

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  4. Justine’s HalloweenJuly 7, 2011 at 3:54 PM

    Happy Birthday! I love those skeletal hands doing the toasting. :)

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  5. suzanneJuly 7, 2011 at 6:26 PM

    Happy Birthday to you! Still plenty of Octobers left! :)

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  6. The CreeperJuly 7, 2011 at 8:49 PM

    Happy Birthday Mike!!!

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  7. Ghoulie GirlsJuly 9, 2011 at 10:42 AM

    I'm a little late to the party (misplaced my invite) but wishing you a belated but very happy birthday!!!!

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