Report on Joe's Birthday:I made a Word file here at work and copied all your lovely wishes, with avatars and all, into it. The cheap freebie HP Printer I brought to work a couple of years ago to print color hasn't been printing color since they upgraded to Windows XP, so I thought the driver was wrong. Wrong! I just realized it needed a cartridge.

So I printed out all your lovely comments and avatars (Except DR DearReaderLaura's, which I printed out today.) (And except the scrolling text, which prints as "Scrolling Text".)
Meanwhile, our neighbor had invited Joe out to lunch. This is the Good Witch of the North, not the Wiched Witch of the South. She took him out for lobster and was ever so nice. At one point, he spasmed and dropped his lobster in his lap. To make him feel better, Helen said, "Oh, I do that all the time." Then she proceeded to drop her lobster twice during the meal. What a gal!
I got home and Joe read through your lovely comments. No dinner for him after that big lunch, so I made myself a sandwich. The only cake was the one DR vixmom posted, and that was filling enough.
I gave him Todd Rundgren's "Liars", and so we had a Hot Toddy evening, beginning with that, and then going through a lot of Todd's earlier recordings (made BACK BEFORE JOEY WAS BORN), at full blast, with the windows open. Until 12:00. And if the Wicked Witch of the South called the police, we couldn't hear them at the door.
All in all, a delightful birthday, due mainly to hhw, because this is where I learned about Todd's new album, which I must say I like very much.
And today Joe phoned and said a package had arrived from the Wonderful Land of Oz, with which he was also delighted.
Sorry I didn't post earlier today. Busy at work, and oh...
CD Player at work: Our very own Grant Geissman's "In with the Out Crowd". I'm bringing it home to play for Joe this weekend. It's his kind of jazz, it is.
And that's the SCUTTLEBUTT.