mais oui!

my actual b'day is this Fri 3/10...


something on this topic which I sent out to 'in-town' peeps:

"Hello, sweeties--

Allow me to quote Henry Miller:

"I was approaching my thirty-third year, the age
of Christ crucified."*

And in honor of this sentiment, I hereby ask you
to join me in
celebrating 'The Resurrection of Ian23' since I,
unlike that JC guy, have no intention of being
nailed to anything this spring. :)

[And if luck holds, have every intention of
living on to dodder about my garden with my cane
and bifocals when I'm shriveled to an extent a
bag of prunes might envy].

Further details of the revelry to come in the
near future. Expect a lighthearted [some might
say blasphemous] re-interpretation of the twelve
stations of the cross, adventure and mischief in
many locations and all the egomaniacal madness
you've come to expect.

TTFN,
--ian23
ps. if you want to suggest content for this
year's frivolity, now is the time. :)
pps. *This is the opening line of "Sexus" - note
that Henry's math is a little fuzzy, as someone
who's about to turn 33 is approaching the _end_
of their thirty-third year on the planet, but
it's such a beautiful sentence, I think we should
forgive him, don't you? :)"