Okay, it’s a few minutes past my birthday, actually. After a fine day at work, the four of us went to the Great Dane for dinner. The kids had meat; Pete and I shared our vegetarian entrees (a spinach calzone and a portabella mushroom sandwich). Then back home for dessert and presents. Pete made a delicious chocolate cake with peanut butter frosting. Moon decorated it. Sweets two days in a row! I’m ruined!

Moon gave me a lovely pendant on a silver chain, and Peter gave me a pair of Holly Yashi earrings which perfectly matched the pendant.

Pete has ordered me a zodiac bracelet. It hasn’t yet arrived, but I modeled the printout he had put in a jewelry box for me to unwrap.

Courtesy of various friends and family, I heard the birthday song several times throughout the day. I can’t help thinking about the new birthday song that Jack Black introduced on Saturday Night Live some time ago…

JB:
(singing)
Birthday Birthday Birthday for you
It’s hard to believe another year is through

Slipping through the mists of time
Cosmic traveler with mirror eyes
Doth peer from between his mother’s thighs
Blood slicked and with purple skin
The babe does emerge from her vagina within
While the mother screams like a witch; like a bitch
Happy Birthday

(spoken)
Stare into the cold light of life
You will see it again
You will see it again

Chorus:
(singing)
And what is this cold dark world
Upon whose shores I’m so rudely thrust
Glov-ed hand of the mad man delivers a smack
Unkind, Unjust

JB:
Father, is that you, through clouds of the cosmos blue
It’s a boy
It’s a girl
It’s a soul
Or is it
Hahahaha

(spoken)
Mother, is that you?
It’s my birthday.

Crone:
I have a secret for your ear, not your eye
The moment you are born, you begin to die

JB:
Crone, be gone!

Crone:
Away! Fulfill your destiny, unwind the clock.
Happy Birthday.

JB:
Thou knowest me not!
With this sword I cleave thee into the world
Through the stormy deep the babe is hurled
Tetragrammaton!

Chorus:
(singing)
Happy Birthday (repeated)

JB:
(spoken)
Abraxas! Abraxas! I give myself to thee!
No! Why this shattered life?
Why was I born of woman?

Hideous vision, what wouldst thou with me?

Eternity:
Happy Birthday.

JB:
Weary traveler, who are you?

Eternity:
I’m Eternity.

JB:
Wilst thou not let me pass on this journey?

Eternity:
(singing)
If you answer me this riddle, then Asgard’s treasure shall be thine
In the name of Thor
Who is your father
Who is your mother
What is the answer
Mortal speak

JB:
No, can it be
The answer that you seek is…
It’s me
It’s me
It’s me
Happy Birthday