Oh, jeez. I was hoping no one would notice.
The people at work have finally caught on despite my best attempts to be vague about the birthday thing. I got two renditions of Happy Birthday -- one from the people at Job #2 and one (via speakerphone) from the people at Job #1. Can't remember the last time anyone did that, and I get it twice in one day.
I've also somehow acquired the title of Frog God, if anyone wants to know.
If my back hadn't started acting up this would have been one of my better birthdays. Well, I guess it
is one of my better birthdays, but I need to go lie down for a while.
Thanks everybody.
And a "happy" for Monty, of course. (How did we miss
Marv's birthday?)
Randall
# The puppet leaves the candle thing to me