In approximately 80 minutes, Beth will be thirty. (This is a little Ontario-centric of me to say, because way the hell out there on the West Coast, she’s still got hours of I’m-still-twenty-nine-so-it’s-all-good time left, but in my defence she was born in the Eastern time zone.) Anyhow, Sarah and I are having a drink in your honour right now. Sadly it is not a Jager Bomb, but I believe I’ve promised my J-bomb v-chip to you at an earlier date, and I’d hate to renege on that.
Sarah here – just want to let Beth know how much we love and miss her, and that we are confident that this next year (and decade) will be her best yet!! And that we’ll call to express these same wishes, too.
Back to Dave – So, we’re going to come and see you soon, we promise. Now, go out and rip Vancouver a new one. In a good way.
And kick a hippie while you’re at it.
Sarah here – just want to let Beth know how much we love and miss her, and that we are confident that this next year (and decade) will be her best yet!! And that we’ll call to express these same wishes, too.
Back to Dave – So, we’re going to come and see you soon, we promise. Now, go out and rip Vancouver a new one. In a good way.
And kick a hippie while you’re at it.
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And not that I mean to be splitting hairs or anything, but if you are going to throw the "she was born in Ontario" technicality at me, I feel obligated to inform you that I was born at 3 pm EST, so I have until noon tomorrow PST (note: Jan 11 is *still* tomorrow here!)
So, thanks for the wishes, you two! I'll be watching my beloved-despised Canucks at Nevermind, and I will try to kiss a hippie while I'm there. You did say "kiss a hippie," right?
Because, now that you're 30, you might as well sit at home and do nothing.
;)
I've never met you, Beth, but Happy Birthday all the same.
Don't kick a hippie....it might fight back. Kick a pidgeon instead.