Things

An excellent birthday – I didn’t get a single present! That’s a good thing, since I didn’t want any. Well, I did order myself a GPS receiver, and have been fiddling with the thing ever since. I’ve got it to tell me, in general, where I am, in degrees and minutes and seconds, and how Continue reading Things

Birthday dinner

Nope, none of that sissy stuff I had for my eighteenth birthday – none of those dusty old bottles of 1890 Rothschild port. Hell no. Drunken Noodles at the Bangkok Bistro, and a couple of splits of cheap champagne. Okay, maybe it was a mistake not to have the Rothschild port. Especially of that vintage. Continue reading Birthday dinner