ON THIS DATE IN HISTORY....,

....at 9:05am, Grandpa Eddie was born.

Yeh, that's right, born...not hatched, not found under a rock, born.

After an 18hr battle with my mother....and alot of gruntin' and pushin' from mom, and I mean alot...8lb 10oz worth...I finally capitulated and left the warmth of mom's womb. Upon exiting said womb, I filled the delivery room "with what seemed to be the screams of a banshee"(Mom's words). Little did mom know that that would not be the only time she would hear me release noise from the depths of my lungs...which she heard quite often over the next 19yrs, or longer.

Ya know how that "golden birthday" thing works...turn the age equal to the day of birth...well, wouldn't that work for the year of birth, also? Having been born in 1953 and turning 53...yeh, yeh, yeh, go ahead and laugh, just don't choke on anything...shouldn't that mean something? Hell, mom thought I was doin' good to make it to 21 in one piece! Oh, well, it was just a thought.

Anyway, I'm not sure what's on the agenda for today....kinda hard to ask anybody right now, I'm the only one up at the time I'm posting this. I may just screw-off all day...no football, too early for baseball, not a big Nascar fan, maybe college hoops if there's any games on...but be assured, I'll find something to screw-off at. I may not be postin' much today...takes to long to type once ya start gettin' buzzed. That reminds me, I better check the barley-pop supply.

To anyone else out there havin' a birthday...Happy Birthday and Party ON!