If that's the case, I'm afraid I'm considerably less than the sum of my parts.
Be that as it may, it's a special day today, being the 41st anniversary of the birth of the one and only, engineer, inventor, fellow gear head, nascent luthier (see here, landlord of the world's NUMBER ONE rated fix your guitar blog), brilliant guitar player, all-round Handy Dude, fluent in at least three languages (none of which he hardly even gets the chance to use through the course of a normal day), father of two of the prettiest little quasi-Paddys on four feet, and a handsome little bugger he is in the bargain, let me be the FIRST to wish a Happy Birthday to the best darn pal a guy ever had, The Wee Irish Fella.
Breithlá sona duit and ¡Feliz cumpleaños!
Have a good one, bud.
Have a good one, bud.
Five days and no post? Speak to us of good and evil, of shenanigans and tomfoolery, of anticipation and obviousness.
ReplyDeleteEnlighten our benighted souls.