Well, the glorious and hallowed birthdate is still 4 days away, but Jordan and Justine happen to be in town this weekend so they are coming over tonight to have a drink and look down their noses at how we live (it's a San Francisco/Los Angeles thing, I don't understand it either).
It should be a rousing time, and when Jordan and I end up duking it out on the lawn, I will give you a complete and unflinching report of his injuries.
That goes for all of you. If I have to go toe to toe with each one of you noodle-spined cocksuckers, I will. One at a time (or two or three at a time for some of you - you know who you are), until you all show the proper respect and obeisance.
You are dismissed.
Oh, and thanks for the good wishes! :)