Happy Birthday Eve

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In a thread a week ago someone said today (Tuesday) was your birthday. May you have as many ahead of you in the new century as you had in the last one, and all of them happy!

(My great aunt is still around to confirm that both are possible.)


-- dandelion (golden@pleurisy.plant), September 18, 2000



dandelion: Does your great aunt now, or did she ever, like to mudwrestle?

-- King of Spain (madrid@aol.cum), September 19, 2000.

Oh, what a wonderful thing to wake up to! Thank you so much, dandelion and your royal highness!

Yes, on a past thread during a debate, someone (who shall remain nameless unless he does it again:))kinda gave me a barb about being a 48-year-old woman surrounded by piles of books with little real-world experience, so I reminded him that he had even stronger ammunition soon, as I'd be 49 on September 19th.

We actually celebrated it on Sunday -- took Dad (wheelchair and all) and the boys to the apple orchard; got two great books -- "Einstein and Religion" which I started and is absolutely riveting, and "The Onion's Best News Reporting" or something like that -- I can't get enough of that stuff either -- usually makes me teary-eyed with laughter.

When we got back, the boys brought some friends over and we all played a wild and hilarious game of touch football -- well, my dad had to watch, although he threw me a couple of short passes from the wheelchair on the side. And my 14-year-old made a fantastic play -- he fairly leaped over the back of a bent-over receiver to bat down the ball! Did almost a perfect somersault, nobody got hurt, and no interference! (Of course he got a safety lesson afterwards.)

Thanks again for the sweet birthday greetings, guys.

-- eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), September 19, 2000.

Warm, happy wishes for a wonderful woman!!

Have a Great Birthday, Eve and Many, Many (many!) more!!!

-- Patricia (PatriciaS@lasvegas.com), September 19, 2000.


-- Debra (Thisis@it.com), September 19, 2000.

Thank you, Patricia and Debra, for your sweet birthday wishes. And Debra -- loved your cyber-card! Although I couldn't get the music to work. But then again, my computer's kinda old (audience, grudgingly, on cue, yet rolling eyes upwards: "Ok...how old is it, Eve?")

Well, I really don't wanna say it's old, but when I turn it on, all the dogs in the neighborhood start howling.

-- eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), September 19, 2000.

*Random gossip alert - sensitive souls must avert their eyes*


Make it a good one, you ol' biddy.

{PS - I think I'm gainin' on ya}.

Your pal,

-- ol' bat flora (***@__._), September 19, 2000.

For Eve on her day:

Make Me A Smile Millionaire

O Silent Laughter of Spirit! smile Thou through my soul. Let my soul smile through my heart, and my heart through my eyes.

Make me a smile millionaire, that I may freely scatter to poor hearts the riches of Thy smiles.

Enthrone Thyself in the castle of my countenance, O Prince of Smiles! No rebels of hypocrisy shall enter; Thou wilt be protected by my unassailable sincerity. --- Paramahansa Yogananda, Whispers from Eternity

So often when I read your offerings, Eve, a smile quickly draws upon my face. Thought it was my duty to return the favor in some small way.

Gifts from Eve: the sincerity with which you approach each of us; your depth of honesty; the efforts you make to contribute your opinions; the valuable time you steal from your myriad responsibilities in order to search out essays which force us to question our opinions, philosophies, conceptions, misconceptions. Thank you for showering these and many other gifts upon us, Eve. My life is a little bit better having known you.

All my best to you on your day of celebration.


-- Bingo1 (howe9@shentel.net), September 19, 2000.

Do I dare follow Bingo?

Nope. Don't want to-but that's just my ego. I cannot top his tribute, but I do want to wish you the best of the best on this birthday, and that it is a healthy and productive and happy year for you.

-- FutureShock (gray@matter.think), September 19, 2000.


(Imagine the most disgusting sound you could, then imagine me trying to warm up to sing....) Hey, I don't want to break your speakers or shatter glass for miles around. Sorry, but I can't sing you that special birthday song... so.... you'll just have to accept

Birthday Wishes!

Have a hell of a day Eve. Here is wishing you many more years! Enjoy yourself.


-- (Sheeple@Greener.Pastures), September 19, 2000.

-- Peg (too@much.spam), September 19, 2000.

I couldn't top Bingo either, but [if it's any consolation], Eve, I listened to the ENTIRE midi of YOUR birthday music. Celebration is one of my all-time favorites. I even did the Beavis and Butthead head thrashing. I would have tapped my feet, but I was sitting on them and I didn't want to get too exc...never mind. [grin]

49ers are famous, I've heard. Maybe this is your year to become famous, too. If not, I just hope you have good health and lots of happiness.

-- Anita (Anita_S3@hotmail.com), September 19, 2000.

Happy birthday, Eve. Have a great day and year, good health and the beginning of the rest of your life.

As the quip goes, "I plan to live forever. So far, so good!"

-- Debbie (dbspence@usa.net), September 19, 2000.

Omiholysmokesgod (ok, so it wasn't in the thesaurus -- but it could come up in the revised edition -- I mean, ya never know; and anyway it was a very natural exclamation from the pure excitement of discovery) -- I just got a chance to go back online for a few and Lordy, Lordy --(Ok, ok -- I'm Jewish/secular, but I'm havin' a particularly monotheistic moment, so I can say those things -- right?), - whole bunches more of my friends drop from the clouds with all these beautiful birthday wishes!

Bingo, I'm speechless and red-eyed --gettin' red-faced, too, btw -- I'll just say for now that you literally blew me away with that one. Thank you so very much for an astoundingly beautiful tribute.

Peg, thanks for the birthday cake -- at a glance it looks like one of my favorites -- angel food with cream cheese frosting. And love the cherries! Really -- my favorite fruit. When we go up camping in the Traverse Bay area (Northwestern Michigan, lower peninsula), we get big bags of those things to snack on. You should see me spit the pits -- the boys are in awe.

flora and FS and Debbie -- thank you times three -I'm so glad y'all came -- grab a brew and join 'Nita (and now me -- and the rest, of course) in some major-league head-thrashin'.

'Nita, thank you. Well, ya got me doin' the head thing just THINKIN' about that song. I just hope nobody peeks in my office -- I'll have some 'splainin to do. ("Um...I'm...I'm...clearin' my sinuses...yeah! That's right! That's the ticket! Clearin' my sinuses."). And as for the feet-tappin' -- hmmm...well...let's just make a mental note for a topic for another thread some day soon.:)

Debra, I'm gonna do all I can to click back in and get "Celebration" goin', as soon as I get a chance. I don't know...maybe it's the fact that I had someone rig up my excercise bike to the computer -- the bike powers it up and keeps it goin'-- I guess I just can't get enough juice goin' through it that way. So far the only music I've gotten out of this thing is this maddening calliope music some jerk programmed into this piece of...well, this thing, whenever I start pedaling. At least my seat goes up and down, though -- so it's kinda fun for starters -- the first thing in the morning. But believe me -- it gets old.

SAY WHAT?!?!?! Did I just write that? Omigawd...this is serious -- I need a nap. Sounds good right now....mmmmm...........a birthday nap................thanks again, my beloved friends.........back atcha later.......... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

-- eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), September 19, 2000.

One correction to the above -- Bingo, I shouldn't have said what you wrote was a "tribute" -- somehow that sounds kinda egotistical. It was simply an exquisitely beautiful thing for you to have said to me, and I'm very flattered. Thank you again.

-- eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), September 19, 2000.

But Eve, my post IS a tribute - to a friend. As are all these offerings of love - tributes from friends. Allow yourself to bask in the affection expressed here today. You've earned it just by being you.


-- Bingo1 (howe9@shentel.net), September 19, 2000.

Bingo1, that was exquisite, and I agree completely. And on top of all that, she plays a heck of a game of chess.

Happy Birthday, eve.

-- David L (bumpkin@dnet.net), September 19, 2000.

Eve, Happy Birthday you young thing.

-- Lars (lars@indy.net), September 19, 2000.

That would be a freshly ground, french-pressed, Kenya AA Cru for me, Eve. Hope it was a good one.

-- FutureShock (gray@matter.think), September 19, 2000.

Bake yourself a nummy woodbread cake!!! ;^)


-- (nuts@upina.cellrelaytower), September 19, 2000.

Happy Birthday Eve! =0)

-- cin (cin@=0).cin), September 20, 2000.


If you need a birthday soundtrack, try the last cut on King Sunny Ades recent album Seven Degrees North. The translation from the Yoruba language in the liner notes goes

Birthdays are very important

Anyone who witnesses another year should celebrate

Celebrant, I rejoice with you, congratulations

Congratualtions on your birthday today


We wish you happy birthday

Celebrant, your turn to dance, get on the dance floor




Today is your celebration


-- dandelion (golden@pleurisy.plant), September 20, 2000.

Bingo/Rich, -- what can I say? What sweet, sweet treasures your words are. Thank you.

Hi Dave, cin (a happy face, too, cin -- cool), Lars -- thank you all so much. And I just found out I was really young -- testimony in print from Lars! Verified, settled, validated, nailed down, hammered out, ex cathedra, done deal, confirmed, quod erat demonstradum, that's that, no strings attached, no joker in the deck, AIN'T NO MORE TO BE SAID -- NOT NO WAY --NOT NO HOW.

Btw, Dave, getting a chess compliment from the likes of you means more to me than you'll ever know.

FS, -- well, I haven't had THAT before (apparently it's one of the finest coffees in the world -- 'course I just found that out myself by looking it up on the net!), but give a listen to what a reviewer said about another coffee that was rated even higher...

"Ethiopia Yirgacheffe"

"Amazing range and complexity are elegantly balanced in this coffee, which soars in a delicious, reeling dizziness of flowers, relaxing into spicy shadows."

Omigod (there I go again) -- well, as much as I love coffee anyway, I've GOTTA try that Ethiopia Yirgacheffe! I mean, I'm almost nervous, though -- it reads like it'd probably be an aphrodisiac! Anyway, with me and coffee -- well, let's just say that when my lawyer looked at my will he asked me who Juan Valdez was. And when the Maxwell House commercial comes on I sometimes find myself licking the screen.

Squirrel Hunter! Howyadoon, and what a surprise! Thanks -- and also for the wood bread cake reminder. (yup, folks -- wood bread is for real -- and 100% wood -- if you're interested, I'll dig up the recipe.). And my wood bread thread is where SH and I first "met." And as I recall, we got into a tiff -- right? Oh yes...we made up by the end of the thread. But I still feel badly about telling you I was too paranoid to continue the discussion through e-mail -- which I was --I'm sorry about that, SH -- but I'm cool with e-mail now -- so feel free to give me a buzz.

dandelion, thanks for the recommendation. Now, I'm very curious about this track. I haven't heard this style (called "juju" -- an eclectic mixture of styles, I believe, with an African base) before -- knowingly, anyway. But I heard it can be heavy on the reggae, which I really enjoy. I'll check it out. Although Debra and 'Nita have still got my head goin' every time I think of "Celebration."

Hey, dandelion -- if your cut gets my head goin' from side to side (maybe Egyptian-style, as "juju" has an African base - right?), and "Celebration" gets my head goin' up and down -- brrrrrrrrrrrr -- oh man, (or would it be "oh mon"?) I shudder to think of the implications if I play 'em alternately. And what about playing both at once -- I mean, if the beats, keys and melodies are compatible? And, as your song suggests --my gettin' up and dancing at the same time? OMG -- I think I'd end up in the ER ward...or maybe at the State Hospital for evaluation. ("Yeah, Charlie -- they took off the music after two hours and she just kept goin. Nobody can figger it out. Take a look in the seclusion room there, Charlie." "Ok...holy smokes, Morty! Look at her bouncin' around in there -- the straitjacket don't even seem to matter to her! And where's her face? That thick hair's out a foot in every direction! (looks impatiently at watch) Geez...when are they gonna get here with the sedatives?")

Thanks again, dandelion for remembering. (after all, you were the one who really woke me up -- got me wide eyed -- with this thread -- I mean I didn't even need m' coffee...):)

And to all my good friends...thank y'all again so very much. This was just wonderful!



-- eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), September 20, 2000.

They say its your birthday,,,,,happy birthday to you.........

And MANY MANY more.


-- consumer (shh@aol.com), September 20, 2000.

Thanks, 'Sumer. And I hope you and your son are getting by ok. You know, I worry about you two.

Oh yes...I almost forgot...my actual birthday was very quiet, because it was mid-week. Even my "party" which was on Sunday, was simple and small -- the apple orchard and football that I mentioned above, and I heard from some friends and relatives. Don't get me wrong -- I LOVE parties -- It's just that with raising the kids, work, Dad and Mom and all, my social life has been kinda "catch as catch can," and over time I lost contact with many friends. Nothing special at work yesterday -- my "birthday lunch" will be next Monday -- the group couldn't all get it together before that.

My birthday evening was really nice, though -- subdued -- just the way I like it if it's during the week. The boys and I had pizza, then we sat on the floor -- they with their homework -- me with back against the couch (w/pillows, but of course) and my Einstein book and a pile of other stuff next to me to read that I couldn't possibly get through in a month if my life depended on it; then we watched the first part of Braveheart. An absolutely gorgeous, fantastic flick, btw. Part two's tonight.

-- eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), September 20, 2000.

.....Happy birthday, eve; many more!

-- Patrick (pmchenry@gradall.com), September 20, 2000.

The party isn't over yet, is it eve?

Come on ... Lets celebrate ... There's a party goin on right here ... a celebration to last throughout the years ... so bring your good times and your laughter too ... WE GONNA CELEBRATE YOUR PARTY WITH YOU! ... come on now ... Ce-le-bra-tion ... Let's all celebrate and have a good time ... Ce-le-bra-tion ...

(God, do I miss dancing!)

-- Debra (Thisis@it.com), September 20, 2000.

Oh, Sheeple, I'm so sorry I missed thanking you! This kind of messin' up is only supposed to happen to me in chatrooms. Thank you for the birthday wishes. And you can sing to me anytime ya want. To me, broken windows is a small price to pay for a sweet melody from a friend. And don't give me this bad voice stuff -- if it's from a friend like you, it's sweet.

Hi Patrick...It's good to hear from ya...and thanks. You know, I've read lots of your posts at EZ...interesting stuff. And good luck with your band.

Debra, up until I read your post I had finally succeeded in suppressing that song, so's I could keep my head-thrashin' to a minimum at work today -- I mean it's getting harder and harder to come up with excuses as I'm discovered). But noooooooooooooooooooooo......here ya come again with it -- and here I go again (now it's gettin' difficult to type, and I'm feeling queasy, so I think I'd better sign off for a bit.......):)

-- eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), September 21, 2000.

Good Morning eve,

Speaking of songs stuck in your head at work ...

Yesterday a patient had walked into my office and I didn't know it (my back was to the door). As I'm looking for something on my desk I sang: 'What the hell do we care, what the hell do we care' ... (a gift from FutureShock on another thread).

When I turned around Tom was standing there smiling. He asked: 'Did you just sing what I think you sang?'

Instinctively, with eyes open wide, I answered: 'No'

-- Debra (Thisis@it.com), September 21, 2000.

LOL, Debra! -- And good morning to you! Well, I sure can identify with that.

And another back atcha: When my kids were younger, they used to have the Saturday morning cartoons on practically the whole morning. So, when I'd go out to do something later I'd try humming say, Beethoven's 6th ("the pastorale"), but it would get interrupted by my continuing (a transition so smooth, it would take a while for me to even consciously realize it) with singing something like, "Wally Gator is the biggest alligator in the swamp..."

-- eve (eve_rebekah@yahoo.com), September 21, 2000.


*sniff* *sniff* And all the time, I thought it was my singing. lol



-- (Sheeple@Greener.Pastures), September 21, 2000.


too cute...wally gator ? LOL...

I 'thought' Barney was the bomb!?

And lets not forget the teletubbies......ok so I'm weird, my hubby bought me the teletubbie tape for christmas last year after he caught me dancing to the cartoon in the living room:-)

oh my.

-- consumer (shh@aol.com), September 21, 2000.

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