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Thursday, April 5, 2007

50

Last Wednesday I turned fifty. I woke up, stood in front of the toilet, peed on my feet, and then spent twenty minutes looking for my car keys.

I generally do not celebrate my birthday. I mean, I didn't do anything. I'm here today because my folks didn't watch Johnny Carson 50 years and 9 months ago. Had Don Rickles been a guest that night I would not be typing this.


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