HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME

Thank you all very much for this very nice present. It’s extremely thoughtful and wouldn’t be winging its way to Le Chateau du Chat were it not for the paid subscribers here. You’re very tasteful in your choice, since according to my mother, the first word I ever said at age 11 months was “Opane!” when one of these flew over the park we were in.

According to my medical records from my annual physical 10 days ago, which say I have a blood glucose of 80; cholesterol of 155, BP 120/70, PSA 0.95 (down from 7.0 15 years ago when I started at the VA), and weight only 5 pounds more than at age 18, it appears that - since I didn’t get mauled by a bear like my sixth great grandfather or stick a lump of uranium in my workpants pocket for 6 weeks like my dad - that I will live up to the actuarial records for the rest of Cleaver males and be around into my 90s with “all systems go.”

I guess I am stuck with watching all this fakakte continue.