Well, today I made it right into another year. I’ve discovered that the secret of living a long time is to keep having birthdays. As long as you keep having them you keep getting older.

This has been a flu-filled weekend for us. Thursday and Friday were fine but yesterday one of us started feeling bad and today it was two more I’m the only one of the four of us who doesn’t have it yet. Not the H1N1 or the swine one, just the gutbuster. They’ll all live, but there will be a period of sustained loss of dignity for about 48 hours.

Maybe I’ll escape. Maybe I won’t. Time will tell. Anyway, grab something alcoholic and have a drink to celebrate my birthday (or Pearl Harbor Day).