Before the clock hits midnight, here's a special 60th birthday shout out to erc's Mom*, in a poetic form that hearkens back to my crappy birthday presents of yore:
S ome moms just don't
U nderstand when their daughters
N eed solitude, chewing gum, and hours of uninterrupted
M acBook time. Omma, even though
I know you detest the aforementioned habits, I
N ever take your tolerance for granted.
K eep on rocking
I n a free world, you, my beloved
M other, who was born in an
E ast Asian country now run by a totalitarian regime.
S ixty years have gone by, 21 of which I have loved you.
*May she never, ever find this blog.