birthday

A Very Happy Birthday

To the Big Cheese’s mother.
Right now, the Big Cheese and I are having a nice Japanese dinner at Ooka in Doylestown, PA.
He’s ordered an interesting micro brew. I can’t exactly go into detail about it now, but I’m sure he’ll talk about it soon.

Oh, is this a birthday post?

Well, well, well. The big man is turning another page and adding another year to his past. Happy birthday, Jon!

I grew up with him, and he’s more of a big brother to me than a cousin. We’re a tight knit family, and it helped that we used to live in the same vicinity. Now I’m on Long Island and he’s in New Jersey. Jon’s influenced me in everything; musical tastes, car preferences, video games, television shows, books, technology… I don’t know what I’d be without him.

Damn, this post wasn’t meant to be that sentimental. But it ended up being pretty emotion-filled.

Okay, it’s true, I’m not one to use social media to greet someone a happy birthday. Nor do I use Facebook to remember a person’s date of birth. I try to remember the birth dates of the important people in my life, and The Big Cheese is one of the most important.

And isn’t that great? It’s on a Friday!

Is it really your birthday? Because here’s your gift. You just lost the game.