No Pressure Here

Tomorrow is Heather's birthday. And to be perfectly honest good people, I am in quite a bind. I have no idea how to mark the occasion this year and the pressure is enormous. I mean, when you've joined forces with international recording star Madonna to bring the romance one year, or created a drunken kefuffle of near legendary proportions at the local Bickfords another year, well, where do you go from there? How do you kick it up a notch for Heather's birthday this year?

I think the key is subtlety. Understatement. Shift gears - don't try and outdo your prior accomplishments, but instead chart a new course, for this year and for future birthdays.

So maybe I'll wear a beret, and introduce myself to one and all as Monsier SquigglyMan. Or perhaps I'll fashion a tinfoil helmet (a true lo-fidelity classic) and insist on being adressed as SubCommander Zeep.

We'll see. Depends on what kind of mood I'm tomorrow evening.