
(Nick, me, Jocelyn, Brian & Justin, photo by Kat C.)
Being born is something other people do, but still we have a day to celebrate the occasion when the doctor's descended with their knives to cut me free from the flesh, the way Auðumbla licked the world into being from ice. After a lovely lunch with Aubrey at Rye House, I came back from the saltmines to meet with Jenny & then head to Mission Dolores to celebrate with a dozen-few of my friends. It was quite the do! Anyone who was anybody or anything was there. I won't even play riddle me who; suffice to say, a nice time. The weather didn't co-operate, but that was alright; once we got a few drinks into us, the cold didn't matter so much. I had a Jolly Pumpkin Madrugada Obscura, which was a...sour stout? That was nice; something for Jenny to enjoy, & for me to like, too! Another winner was





Jenny got me some video games...

...& a bunch of globes, too...

...& a little Count Orlock dish & a notebook with a gun on the cover.

Someone gave me candy? I think Radarless?


...Peter gave me Mike Carey's The Unwritten...

...& Alicia gave me Cyclonopedia, which she says my clone wrote. Also a notebook.

Dante got me a t-shirt with a skull on it, &

Carla & Kenneth got me some Michter's Single Barrel Straight Rye Whiskey, which I'm drinking right now.