I received some excellent, and unexpected, birthday treats this year. Along with having two good friends in town visiting, we had a great party this weekend, all of which was very enjoyable.
The most impressive gift was a box. The box contained the complete X-Files (a gift from many of my friends here which I’m quite excited about), but the box itself was a work of art by my office-and-housemate, Ed. Carrie gave me a nice knife (a gift that keeps on giving; I enjoy cooking a great deal, and a good knife helps make it more enjoyable). Alex (visiting from IUB) brought St. Petersburg, a fun game with an excellent dynamic, and it plays well with two people. Beth (visiting from Bangor) gave me a box of pirate appendages (hooks, eye patches, inflatable parrot), of which “Humphrey” (the inflatable parrot) was put to immediate use during the party.
On my actual birthday (yesterday), several friends and housemates invaded CSCS, and delivered cakey-goodness, a rude card, and a rude poster. Chloe (who was not part of the invasion) sent along a pair of swimming goggles, which I can put to good use this evening when I go swimming with her and Christian!
All-in-all, I think what I like most is that the gifts were all appropriate. I mean, even the rude birthday card about pooping was quite good. Which reminds me… Karina sent along good birthday wishes, pointing me to this paper pertaining to penguin projectile pooping. Published in the journal of Antarctic Biology, you’ve really got to wonder.