My favorite birthday present

(The card with the quote was taped onto Mark's admirably Road Warrior wrapping job.)

Or maybe I shouldn't say *favorite* present. There was some good competition, not least a giant d6 (that's a long story), a new camera, soon-to-be new shirts, a host of Frybergian cupcakes backed up by The House at Maakies Corner, and more. But you've got to love a gun--a handgun!--that fires tequila. Got to. It remains, thankfully, unopened. But I promise: If I start to feel too old, I *will* shoot myself . Thank you, thank you, everybody.