The B-Day Boys

As promised and meant to be coupled with my Ode to Guitar post, here is the long overdue proof that I can play a guitar. That's daddy_maser on the left and ruby_maser on the right.

Okay, okay, I know I'm holding a toy guitar, but I could play that thing like ringing a bell, ... a toy bell. :p

This is a B-Day Boys pic. Not to be confused with the Backstreet Boys. (We play our own instruments afterall). daddy_maser will roll over a new year just three short days after I will.

I was actually supposed to be born on his birthday, but I think I must have sensed the eminent passing of Elvis Presley. It would have been a dour beginning, even if it would have been convenient to have birthdays that coincided. With my singing, something akin to "dreams dying at the speed of sound" as I described it before, you may rest assured I was not spawned to replace the King. The doctor must have slapped all harmony from me when he slapped my ass.

Later tonight, I will fulfill my duty. I know I was "tagged", Jen. Maybe if you'd have slapped my ass, I would have been a little bit more prompt about it ;)