Today I am forty-five years old. Which is halfway to ninety, a number I do not even remotely expect to see. I am acutely aware that I don't have all the time in the world.
This year is "shit or get off the pot year." (I just typed "shit or get off the poet" which may be painfully apropos.)
Driving up to my mom's this afternoon, I counted fifteen turkey vultures before I gave up and stopped counting. They were everywhere, soaring over woods and fields and roadkill, soaking up the hot sun on their broad black fingery wings.
22 comments:
Happy birthday!
Happy Birthday!
(I LOVE "shit or get off the poet." I may have it embroidered on something.)
Happy, Happy Birthday!!
Happy birthday! Fear the Poet!
Happy birthday, Anne! Travel safe!
Happy B-Day! Kiss a sexy girl for me!
Happy happy happy birthday Anne!
Happy Birthday! You are a fine wine.
Happy belated B-day, Anne. You're still a young thing. Get off that pot (or poet) and pick up that pen. :)
Happy birthday, Anniecakes.
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Happy Birthday!!!
Happy Birthday! Happy Birthday to you!!!
I too love the "shit or get off the pot/poet" line!!!
William
Happy Birthday, Anne! Raymond Chandler began taking himself seriously as a writer at age 45, and he did all right.
I hope you got a nice cake, some presents and a spanking if you wanted one. No need to disclose either way.
Thanks, all! I had a nice weekend with my mom (not much in the way of pretty girls or spankings, but them's the breaks -- at least there was cake). :)
Happy Birthday to you!
P. S. -- My word-verification was noosp. This is, of course, the Japanese Fighting/Relaxing Cow's preferred method of information extraction.
Happy Birthday!
I think you're in the process of shitting, don't you? I mean, it's really coming out of there, right?
Oh, god, well, it's your fault, you started it...
AJPL: Information extraction, eh? Dang, I guess I missed my Noosp 101 class in library school. ;)
Trista: Um. Uh. Something like that. *snerk* Hey, welcome back!
Oh a happy belated b-day from me too (you young thing)!
Vultures circling above on your bday?--good lord. Happy, happy belated birthday, Anne. I hope it was a good one.
The birds were an augury, Anne. Not you as carrion, you as focal point. I'm a few days late, but the drink's still in hand for you, and ready to be enjoyed. By the way, re: your CP post, who's the other workshopper? Just curious.
Diane, Emily, Erin, thanks. The vultures were actually on the day before my birthday, which seems a little less ominous somehow. ;)
Erin - I'll email you (do I have your current email? I think so, but if you don't hear from me, drop me a note) re: other workshoppers. I always worry that other people might not want their names and whereabouts plastered all over the internet for any old googler to find!
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