Happy birthday to me. No one else here, no phone calls. Billy Nomates me, the song on the radio are one I can't stand McCather Park, what clown sticks a cake out in the rain and forgets the recipe...eh? Probably the dipstick that should have bringing a cake for me. Oh well the older you get the more invisible you become. Anyone looked at the Bird-cam lately, they've all got very fine feathers now. Off now to water stuff in the greenhouse. Bye....
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