20 minutes from now, 44 years ago...

Thanks to those, seen and unseen, who helped me come into this world and grow here. It's beautiful.
This life totally rocks.

The secret of eternal life

Life, death, light, shadow, the eternal wheel; without ending there is no beginning, without beginnings you end up with journal entries like this one; Nature, red in tooth and claw shows the way, all life is a series of cycles, and death can never be avoided, only accepted as part of a greater cycle...

Or NOT! Because I, smokingboot have been given my first ever BIRTHDAY PINYATA! And therein lies the cosmic dillemma; to get the sugary goodness stuffed inside, the pinyata must fulfil its function in true Lammas corn king fashion, and be smashed to bits, that I may eat and be sated. He even has horns to tempt me. HAH! NO! NO! Cousins of the dark side, I refute thy power!

For I have found the secret entrance into his entrails so Rainbow George (or Armand the Llama) will not be destroyed by me bashing him to bits, instead I shall diligently coax the various goodies out of his little paper, er, rump? saddle? and will only turn him upside down and rattle him vigorously when he defies me. See? life does not require death, violence is not the answer, the cycle is stopped and my pinyata will live forever, or until the cats get him.

I have had a lovely time; lots of good wishes, including one from a very old friend I have not seen in a bejillion years, my mum is OK, my dad sent me an email to remind me I share Robert the Bruce's birthday, a kind lift, a fab (and huge) dinner with chums, gorgeous prezzies and of course, really nice messages from you.

Bit into you, you know. Don't tell anyone!

* secret kiss, or hug if you prefer*

Thank you for everything. Night night!