Happy birthday, little pal
I am sure you remember that this was a lemon bundt cake, which was your designated birthday cake flavor, and afterwards we went to the mini golf place, you know, the one with the giant fiberglass head with the sombrero. It was of course, probably 100 degrees outside on that day, quite possibly 30 years ago today. How time flies, little pal. Happy birthday.
posted by Strikethru at
8:08 AM
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THANKS! The horror of that picture.. the look of doom.. somehow I knew that 30 years later I'd be scrambling to get ready to drive across town through 14 stoplights in a madenning race to sit in an artificial rectangular area of grey floor surrounded by fake modular walls creating artifical stress by reading and/or sending electronic notes to people I don't care about or even like. Wait.. I'm wrong. I had no clue.. which is why my childhood was so great. Maybe that's why half my house is filled with momentos from those days. I could say more.. but alas... I'm late for grey... modular walls.. you know the story.
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