It's Steve's birthday! I always especially enjoy Steve's birthday because until my birthday next swings around, we're the same age again. Come on in to thirty-four, I made it nice and warm for you.
Last year at this time he was doing this:
This year at this time he is rubbing the bridge of his nose as he puzzles over some computer programming problem. We really know how to celebrate around here, I tell you what.
And because we are such serious party people, he has received a number of presents which together conjure up a vision of a cobwebby old eccentric who probably has an owl in his pantry. Two mugs, vermouth, "Old Tom" gin, and several pieces of cheese. A fashionable magazine will soon be hiring our family to put together their gift-buying guide for Christmas 2010.