Hope you have a great birthday, Rowdy.

Do 'er up Vegas Style. :thumbsup:

Happy B day Rowdy!!!!!

happy birthday bud!

Hope you've had a great day Rowdy!

Happy Birthday Rowdy........:beers:

All the best!
Al

.happy birthday Rowdy :beers::beers:

Maria and I wish you a belated happy birthday also. Aloha.....

happy belated B-day rowdy

Thanks all.
I wanted a totally low key birthday and told everybody so. For the most part, that's what I got. Other than a couple of cards, a video e-card from my kids and a few well wishing phone calls, I got exactly two gifts. A used 1/8 scale toy dirt bike (Kawasaki) in a gift bag not much bigger than a pack of cigarettes from my 9 year old boy, which he quickly took outside to play with. And an unripe pineapple from a friend. Don't know why, he said that he didn't know what to get me. That's it, and fine by me.

More than I got on two previous birthdays. When I was a kid, my grandparents lived at our house. My grandfather had been a monitor at The Nevada Test Site (Nuclear Bomb Testing). He developed multiple cancers, battled them for years and by my 16th b-day, was literally on deaths bed (at home). He died the day after. It's understandable that everybodies attention was elsewhere.

On my 30th b-day I received a newspaper. That's it, and it was a day old and a day late. My wife had spent the day at the hospital with her father, who was having surgery for colon cancer. She didn't come home until after midnite and the paper is all she had with her. I didn't care then and I don't care now. I always buy what I want myself anyway. Once in a while I'll get a pleasant surprise.

Did get dinner and a show. Dinner at my mom's (Lazagna). Then on the way to a friends for an evening cocktail, we (me and Lisa in my Chevelle and the pineapple giver in his truck) came across the friend whose house we were travelling to, in an altercation in the middle of the street with two twenty something skate punks. One of the guys takes a few wild swings, my buddy kicks off his flip flops and promptly knocked the guy the F out. His eye balls rolled up and his arms were sticking straight out above his head. The sidekick didn't say a word.

For an encore, my daughter lost her phone at some park. We spent an hour with flashlights in 45 mph wind without luck. I went back this morning an found it within 5 minutes.

Bet you all's low key isn't quite so hectic.

Thanks again.