Since you won't be here on the "Official Day"... I wish you a happy 40th B.! Yeah-- face it. You're old. Just like me. Old doesn't mean senile (yet) or constant pain (somewhat constant) but it does mean something... I just can't remember what. Anyway party on... I hope you feel really good leaving us unsupervised like this. God knows what the place will be like when you get back... Black balloons anyone? Who's bringing the cake? We at least should have had a slumber party or something.