Spaw, I would like to have wished you a happy bday (as opposed to a happy bidet, which I hope you have one of also) on time, but I was a little tired from training to layabout on my big, fat, Irish ass. I have now mustered up a bit of gumption, but I am taking a nap after posting this.

I would say that you spent the day in appropriate layabout fashion, not doing shit, except eating a hot fudge sundae and playin' with Tris.

One cautionary note. Ifyou should get caught chasing the newly svelte Karen around the kitchen table, your bonus from LFPS will be in danger.

Love ya, Happy Birthday,

Mick