Every man dies, not every man really lives

Monday, September 13, 2010

Happy Birthday Vicki!

My dear friends, today is Vicki's 111 birthday! Alas, eleventy-one years is far too short a time to live among such excellent and admirable bloggers. She dosn't know half of you half as well as she should like, and she likes less than half of you half as well as you deserve. Well, not really. It's her 20th. And I am here to wish her a very happy twentieth birthday. And to pray she will never have to choke someone to death to wrench a shiny ring from her cousins hand for here birthday, and live under a mountain rubbing it and whispering that well known and well dreaded saying, "My precious!" Well, happy birthday Vicki!