Today is Wayne’s birthday.  He’s now an old man.  Poor guy…

Remember that he’s my best friend from the pre-90’s era.  My gosh, how could we have survived for such a long time?  I’m suddenly feeling ancient.

A relationship originally thought aborted was handed back to me in the most attention-getting way.  It’s like a serious case of déjà vu mixed incessantly with overriding karma.  Very bizarre, yes?  It was quite welcome regardless its nature.

Despite all of that unnecessary drama, he’s absolutely worth a hearty “Happy Birthday!”