Happy Birthday, Heather!

For your consideration: Heather, born six months after me, to the day. We've been friends, chums and confidantes for over a decade. It's been a good run and continues to be. She introduced me to Deadwood, a program with no shortage of fine dialogue and coarse f*ckin' language.

In any case. Today's her birthday, and I am made the happier for it. She rocks, she rocks, she rocks. I hope she's enjoying herself. Cheers, folks.