happy birthday to me...

I'm back in Dixie today celebrating my birthday.  Yes, ladies and gentlemen, a big day in the life of a touring musician; I can now rent a car.  And to think, years ago Jimi Hendrix had a similar celebration on this very day.

He also choked on his own vomit two years later.  Yick.

  I decided to start my day by having ice cream for lunch as an initial celebratory device (and in hopes to cleanse the current levels of tryptophan from my system).  The two things that we tend to overdose from in the Loyd family around this time of year is turkey and birthday cake.  No matter how many times my sister and I say we don't need separate cakes (our birthdays are 2 days apart), there is always a cake for each of us.  Mind you, this is in addition to the leftover pumpkin pies, apple pie, pecan pie, and cheesecake from Thanksgiving. 

And let me just say, there is nothing sadder than a general lack of enthusiasm for birthday cake when it's your birthday.  There's something inherently wrong about it.  Once you blow out the candles most everyone passes on an actual slice.  When my birthday is on Thanksgiving, I tend to cancel it.  (My birthday, that is.)  Just too depressing.  Although I still get some presents, I totally identify with Xmas babies.  It's a rough life we lead.  No parties, and only minute attention can be spared from the general family merriment.  But after my ice cream breakfast, I'm getting my game face on for cake tonight.

I'll also be celebrating with Japanese food tonight.  The kind of Japanese food that's cooked in front of you by Indians who always call teriyaki sauce "Asian ketchup" to try to get a smile.  I tend to be the only one at the table who finds it all amusing.  And I've heard the jokes a hundred times before.  Love it.  Other than that, I'm sitting by myself at home.  Doing work I guess.  If you have any other ideas of how I should spend my birthday, let me know.  It's already half over...

happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me...