Thanks to everyone for your effusive good wishes on my birthday. I had three pieces of cake, so we’ll chalk yesterday up in the win column.

I did try to convey to My Lovely Wife to sheer brilliance of the song I composed yesterday.

Alas, even in the face of a truly admirable effort — involving many hand gestures and suggestively waggling eyebrows — my conveyance failed miserably.

However, later in the evening, as we were relaxing on the couch, I heard her voice quietly singing:

Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
You look like a monkey,
Aaaaaaand… ummmm…

[Pause.]

You live in space and wear pants.

I looked at her and said, “I’m gonna blog that.”

She said, “No you’re not.”

Ha.

Shows her what she knows.

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