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bird



breakfast (recipe)



brr



better



blue



bright



bodega



bites



bad movie



buzz

Brimming

Tomorrow is my birthday. I got my gift early. It was a surprise.

My last guitar was a hand-me-down.

This one is just beautiful!

Note to self (birthday edition):

Don't grow up to be a poet.



Do it now.

Eric, here I come!

Eric Ripert, hunky chef



S just said he's taking me to Le Bernardin for my birthday!



If you have eaten the salmon spread at one of our parties...yeah, that's his.



Will I die of dehydration if I drool from now till Monday 12/20?

Paul Klee, Keith Richards, Felicia Sullivan & Shanna Compton walk into a bar...

I knew about Keith Richards and Felicia, but somehow missed the Klee coincidence until yesterday. It's funny, because I did a "self-portrait" poem of myself as a Klee drawing once. It's the second one here. (Click POETRY tab to find me.)



Ok, enough with the birthday related self-absorbtion already.

It's my birthday today.