:: Friday 3 August 01

Not a real entry today, just a quick note that I'm going out of town for several days, and probably won't be back on line until next Wednesday.

And I'm tickled to discover that Brighid and I share a birthday. (Hey, Brighid, if it makes you feel any younger, you were born the year I graduated from high school <g>.) We also share the day with Peter O'Toole and James Baldwin, an insanely pointless factoid that's given me irrational pleasure over the years.

I am not someone who makes a big deal of birthdays (understatement) but P. is and does, and so I got the showered-with-presents thing, and the dinner-at-a-nice-restaurant thing, all of which was enjoyable. Exquisite food, marvelous Zinfandel, cool swag. Now I must throw things in a suitcase and hit the road.

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