A Belated Blowing Out of the Candles

I haven't really felt much like blogging lately, but Sarah pointed something out to me this afternoon.

How could I possibly let her birthday go by without blogging about it???

So with deep apologies, allow me to say ...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SARAH!!!

It's hard to believe it's been eight years of knowing each other, but there you have it. It's difficult to find someone who'll stick it out with a guy like me, being as neurotic as I am. But she's managed to do it.

There are some friendships that come to define your life. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern had one. Matthau and Lemon. Margaret and David, Siskel and Ebert, Mulder and Scully. And let's certainly not forget, of course, Will and Grace.

Muhammad Ali said, "Friendship is the hardest thing in the world to explain. It's not something you learn in school. But if you haven't learned the meaning of friendship, you really haven't learned anything.".

I can say, thanks to one person, I've truly learnt the meaning of friendship. And it's a friendship I'll always treasure.


Happy birthday, Dagg. May all your brightest wishes come true.