Besides the obvious, Dad getting out of the hospital okay, Mom living forever, health and happiness for my loved ones, me winning the lottery, blah, blah, blah. The selfish and cool birthday wish would be going on tour with AC/DC playing bass.
Not only do I know all the songs like the back of my hand, and have rhythm despite being a white boy raised in a Jewish home, but I know to hang out back by the amplifiers, giving Angus Young all the room he needs, until it's time to step forward to sing backing vocals, then retreat back to the amps to give him his space again.
That's walking on the moon or conquering the world in my mind. I need a Cliff Williams (bassist for AC/DC) voodoo doll...
well, at least I can still revel in the fact that you'll always be two years older than me. :)
Happy Birthday, Steven. I <3 you (most of the time, lol)
Posted by: judi | August 17, 2008 at 07:05 PM
OK, now I can talk to you as you're officially part of my generation - those slightly embarrasing middle-aged rock fnas... What, I say to the kids rocking in mosh-pit with me, you think you're gonna stay young forever?
And when on tour with AckerDacker, you'd ride between gigs on a Hog?
Rockin' birthday, dude.
Posted by: E@L | August 17, 2008 at 08:47 PM
Happy 40th, Creep!
Posted by: Freshlyevil | August 17, 2008 at 09:47 PM
Ladies: thanks!
E@L: I'm with ya, I'll be in the pit with the young whipper snappers until the day I die.
Posted by: Creepy | August 18, 2008 at 08:00 PM