Making it to age 1 is quite an accomplishment. Enjoy your birthday [goats.com] in the traditional fashion: by tormenting your parents.

(Making it to age 42, however, as I did today, is not quite so exciting.)

Thank you, she wishes you a Happy Birthday as well.

Now let's hope they don't schedule I-CON on her birthday again next year! (For all those excited to hear what I have to say on the "Fame, Fortune & Webcomics" panel with Mr. Milholland [somethingpositive.net], don't worry, I'm taking the train in tomorrow morning.)

Parent trick: She's one. Hold the birthday on another day, she won't be able to tell the difference.

Result: objections from wife!
plus, Friday is more convenient for the Grandparents to visit.

It was just an idea. It didn't make it out of committee around here, either, leading to one long hung-over-morning drive.

I'm taking the train in tomorrow morning.

You're training it in?

I mean, I knew you were lazy, but...

Now let's hope they don't schedule I-CON on her birthday again next year!

You hoped in vain [iconsf.org].

Happy birthday to both of you!

Thank you, it was a pleasant Friday. I stuffed myself at the Taj Indian Restaurant [campusfood.com] for lunch. This year's present from my wife and kids is a new watch [citizenwatch.com]. Alcohol for the day included Taj Mahal [beeradvocate.com] and Sierra Nevada Pale Ale [beeradvocate.com]. And now I'm thirsty again.

the Taj is f'n awesome. i'd eat it more often if it didn't sweat out of me and smell nasty.

i'd [sic] eat it more often if it didn't sweat out of me and smell nasty.

Err, it's a curry right? That's what it's there for.

A few years ago when I was late teens, *cough* *cough*, my friends and I had a Monday night session. It was very simple:

1 - Go to the club, awful place but cheapest beer for miles.
2 - Drink cheap beer; repeat until closing.
3 - Go to Curry House, eat curry, sweat curry, fart curry, [random verb] curry...

Fun days.

Sligtly more important:

Hippo Burp Day Everyone!! [who's burp day it was]

Great idea. I tried this with Mrs Nagy. The girl's birthdays are on a Friday and a Monday. My idea was celebrate on the Saturday/Sunday when I'm home.

No. I have to take time off work to be home for the extra two days.

I mean, Maximus is going to be 4 and she doesn't care when her birthday is or what present she gets [as long as it has live ammo] and Minimus is going to be one so the same applies.

And I have to make cakes for their birthdays and fresh ponies will be out of season [in Hungary] and everyone knows a cake won't rise properly if you use frozen pony.

Woe is me. Woe, woe and thrice woe.

[random verb] curry

Oh, c'mon, you work in London: murder [lspace.org], of course.

Moyder?

Na, too Norf London for me.

Partake, masticate, vomit or chuck are all fine.

Moyder? Never!

I have to take time off work to be home for the extra two days.

Well, since I'm likely to forget to mention it when 24 April and 12 May roll around, hapful birthdays to the Sisters Extrema.

I used to have such an eco-watch but then the charger/battery/whatever broke. They say it has to be replaced every 3 years of so. Which means *you* still have at least 3 years to enjoy that watch before it needs some rare piece to work again.

That was a few years back too... maybe they got better in the meantime.