Us Leos Looooooooooove Fresh Meat! Yum!
Well kiddies, your friendly, neighborhood LowerManhattanite is just now getting around to celebrating his birthday with gusto. My Gatorific co-hort here put up the Happy Birthday post last Sunday and I saw all the wonderful birthday wishes you, the readers posted up for me and by God...I truly appreciated it.
You'll note though, that I didn't reply in that thread. That wasn't because I was being mean, or was having a Jack Benny “39” fit of birthday pique, but rather, I was just a touch under the weather for a few days coming off of Netroots Nation and all of that. My one-time cast-iron stomach has become a rice-paper sieve, thanks to years of stress and the worry-free task of raising three teenagers in New York City. My ulcer, (diagnosed fifteen years ago) decided to say, “Konichiwa, bitch...remember me?” and render me doubled-over and unable to keep any food in me for three days straight.
De-lightful!
So, while all the well-wishes were flowing in, I had stuff flowing...oh, never mind. You get it. Papa was a gastro-intestinal mess.
But, I'm much better now, (as of Thursday night) and the postponed birthday festivities all took place in the last 72 hours and were simply magical. I feel great, look pretty damn good (my regular barber is back in town after working on set as a stylist for a movie, so I could get my lid “did” at last), and have a slew of fun goodies stacked up for you all this week here on GNB.
But mainly here, I want to thank each and every one of you for your kind and heartfelt birthday wishes. I'm not big on my birthday in general for a variety of reasons, but seeing all of those lovely sentiments spelled out by you folks really touched me. It's nice to be cared about a little, and when people you've never met come across with such meaningful wishes and words...well, I think it'd make even Genghis Khan's lower lip quiver a little bit, too. (Maybe even Vice-President Cheney's too—but then, that could just be him using his tongue to dislodge a bit of just-chewed baby from between his teeth)
You readers, and all of my fellow co-bloggers here—Jesse, Gator, Hubris, Sara, Big E, Maggie and That Minstrel Fella make it all worthwhile, and I thank you again from the bottom of my heart for all the kind words and wishes.
And to you, Senator John Sidney McCain, you sanctimonious, haterific, duplicitous, soft-serve crypto-bigot...my little birthday hiatus is over.
Put your asbestos suit on, or better yet...do some neck-stretching exercises, the better to aid you in kissing your own ass “goodbye” electorally.
You had your week to “set the message”.
Now I get mine. Twelve of 'em in fact until election day.
As Dave Chappelle's 'Rick James' said, “Enjoy that!”
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