Well, this is odd. I have oodles of stuff happening and nearly no inclination to write about it.
For the record:
I’m helping a friend to make a short film.
I have a huge pile of brush to cut into 15-inch lengths.
My wife is going to have surgery later this month.
We are having an open house at the new place just before the surgery.
I will be forty in a few days.
Oh, there’s more, but as you can imagine, rest and reflection are not my priorities.
I’m gonna get out MY bottle of pear brandy (pear brandy is one of my top ten most favorite things in the world, ever) and make a toast to your imminent b-day — congrats, sir!! May you enjoy your year of 40!!
(–Also, I hope your wife’s surgery goes OK and that all will be well.)
Why surgery? This is worrying.
Happy birthday, though!