In doing some research for my friend’s birthday today, I found that I share MY birthday with some pretty cool people:

  • JP Morgan (American financier)
  • Rowdy Roddy Piper (professional wrestler)
  • Maynard James Keenan (musician)
  • Cynthia Ozick (author)
  • Liz Phair (musician)
  • Redman (musician)

Who shares your birthday? 


Happy Birthday, Ray!

Today would have been Ray Bradbury’s 92nd birthday. I’m not much for celebrating birthdays after celebrities depart, but this guy was great–and is honoring him in the best possible way: with art.

Click the image below for the full article,

and don’t forget to thank Irene and the folks for such an amazing post! 

Frank Frazetta’s cover for Tomorrow Midnight.

They say it’s your birthday…

Well yes, yes it is my birthday. How nice of you to remember!

I am painfully less-than-enthusiastic about celebrating my birthday. It’s not because I’m older, or wiser, or cheaper; I’m just that kind of person that gets a little anxious when I’m congratulated for simply surviving another year.  Things might be different if I trained venomous snakes or tested for landmines as my 9 to 5, two jobs that would warrant a celebration for existing yet another year (with or without all of my limbs).  If this was turn of the century New York, I’d be celebrating in grand birthday fashion that I found a way to survive that nasty Cholera.

What would I celebrate this year? I did finish grad school, that’s something. I successfully helped move the contents of an entire apartment somewhere new (and avoided the oft-experienced relationship stressors that accompany). Oh, I started this blog, which I never thought I would do-ever.

What do I wish for the next year? I want to be less stressy. OMG yes. Perhaps cook and sew more, and most definitely laugh more. I want to enjoy the beautiful days outside, armed with a book or a board game, some Claritin, and some excellent company (friends and bf, I’m looking at you!). Save for a tattoo? Sure. Take a vacation? You betcha. Other than that, I hope that I find a new job that wants me as much as I want it. Somewhere where there’s that point when I smile and say ‘I can do this. I enjoy it. And I can do this well.’

Well, now that I think about it. Yes, let’s celebrate. Who’s in for DimSum and some outdoor frosty beverages!


Happy Birthday, all you other April 17 folks!