I?m blessed with a life that is frequently (weekly, really. Saturdays at eight? I?m like a sitcom) both:
- Interesting; and
- Hilarious
Less frequently, but still way too often (and I?ll admit this may be because I simply have a tenuous grip on reality), it dives headlong into what can only be called the downright surreal. How many times in the last four months have you fallen to your knees and screamed: ?This can?t possibly be happening!? at the heavens? Three times, for me. And I?m not speaking figuratively, here. One of those times was the most excellent sevitzdotparty, a great night for a great (and forgiving!) guy. Don?t take my word for it: If you?re reading this, you were probably there!
One of the only downsides as having such a great (and forgiving!) guy as a friend is that he has a surfeit of excellent friends, and when you get them all together, they?re all so interesting, you want to talk to them all, but as soon as you start to talk to one, you see someone else that you haven?t seen in AGES and you have to rush and talk to them, and so on and so forth until, at the end of the night, you?ve impossibly seemed to talk to almost nobody.
So to Ross, Craig*, Chris, Andy, Karen, Tool, Ann, Adrian, Fais, Rob, Abi, Andrew and Sangeeta, Aidan, Josie and all of her pussycats, Jayne, Julius, Sonia, Tott, Kenny, Karen and Pete*, James & Nat*, Nikki & Matt*, and of course the gorgeous Lori: I'm sorry I didn't get to talk to you more than I did. You're all wonderful and have an open invitation to dinner at mine.
As for the man of the hour: You're a good mate, mate. Happy Birthday.
d
* Sorry, I somehow failed to get photos of you (or I did get photos of you and you paid me good money to keep them supressed).
This is a 
I must profess myself utterly delighted that you failed to get a photo of me.
thank you.
I'm sure I got one somewhere.
I'm a little freaked out to have found myself in so many of your photos.
I'm the one *behind* the camera, not in front. It's all just so very wrong.
You got to be *infront* of the camera to truley understand it, before you can be *behind* it.
It's true! You should always try your tools out on yourself first, before using them on others.
Yes, that's why I've done my own self portraits and don't like other people taking photos of me.
That way I can be behind *and* in front of the camera at the same time.
It's a control thing isn't it.
Totally.
Aw, cheers for my photo caption. And yes, there is a rule that says you have to make a special effort when you know you're going to be seeing your ex!!
I never do that. I look silly in make up.
:-)
(I so do that don't I)