Happy My (Most Recent) Birthday!

Gary died, but I had a very nice birthday anyway. Sarah got most of the day off, and we wandered the city on foot and bus. I considered an orange utilikilt, but couldn't quite bring myself to watch all the money fly away in one purchase. Instead I bought some books and a carrying case for my camera. We ate falafel and gnocchi. We played minigolf. Some irritable jerk asked us if we were raised in a barn. "No, I close barn doors after I go through them - and thank you for making up my mind about whether or not to spend any of my birthday money at your store, you old coot!" It was a good day.