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Happy birthday!

Best of birthdays to my oldest friend. To clarify: oldest meaning the friend (outside my family) that I’ve known the longest. My best friend from college. One time wedding party member. Person to whom I fled when that marriage collapsed.

Touchstone to the young-adult, figuring-out-life versions of ourselves.

Wishing you the very happiest of days, Lady! So glad we were neighbors in the freshman dorms! (The rest is history!)

flotsam, today has a theme song

Hey Al!

On September 1 as a rule — and also on pretty much any day of the year that I desperately need to pull myself out of the funk that all this (gestures around vaguely at the frustrating and/or alarming state of this fallen world) leaves me inclined to feel — I pull out my iTunes library and put my copy of cuppa joe’s Forty on repeat for a while.

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