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Monday, December 18, 2006
 


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Saturday, December 17, 2005
  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!

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Saturday, December 18, 2004
  Note to self (birthday edition):


Don't grow up to be a poet.

Do it now.

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Saturday, December 11, 2004
  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?

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Friday, December 19, 2003
  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.

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Thursday, December 18, 2003
  It's my birthday today.

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