… from being the Answer to the Ultimate Question of Life. As I said to the redoubtable Serge, this year is just a warmup. Thank you for all the lovely birthday wishes that were waiting in my email box this morning! They gave me quite a smile, especially since my daughter hasn’t yet remembered it’s my birthday and has been giving me a raft of her usual pre-school crap. Once she remembers, however, she’ll turn on the high-beams and spoil me rotten. But she’s more likely to do so if she feels guilty for treating me like crap in the first place, so I’m giving her enough rope to hang herself with. Bwa hah hah! I’m not one year older, I’m one year meaner.
Quoth Og Mandino"Make every hour count and trade each minute only for something of value."
Douceurs"The protagonists are wonderfully human, with all the flaws and failings that implies, and the best of the villains are perfectly chilling. It is a love story worked very well into a grand tapestry of adventure, violence, and betrayal." —April M. Steenburgh