Hey, thanks folks... but I shoulda made mention... I had to give birthdays up... My doctor said they were killing me slowly...   LOL

35... man... Some said (and sometimes I agreed) I wouldn't make it this far...

Some say I didn't.... and I have moments when I think THEY might be right....

But... I got a good woman who endures me and who supports me, and who fights back when I need to be slapped down... I got good friends who'll tell me the truths I want to hear... and the ones I don't want to hear... and will pour the Guinness to help share my victories or salve my wounds...

I got people who come out to hear me sing ( I'm huge with the tone deaf and the S&M crowd... Also listening to 2 sets of my singing counts as 50 Hail Marys...) and sometimes they even clap when I'm done, as if they enjoyed it... I know they're lying, but I don't mind... I appreciate the effort they give to help me feel good

What else does a dude need? (better skin would be o.k... a little more hair on the head... a little less on the ass... and maybe a slightly bigger... bank account heh)

I'm happy...

Thanks again fer the b-day wishes!

:-)