one year closer to death in my birthday suit

Today Egyptian voters head off to the polling places to determine if they can take another run at making Egypt a modern nation.  I wish them well.

For me, the day is a bit more personal.  I will mark the passing of one year less I will have on this fascinating orb zooming through space at 43,200 MPH.

And a great year it has been.  On days like this, I am glad I write this blog.  I just glanced through the posts during the past 365 days.  If I had not written the essays, I suspect I would have forgotten about 80% of them.

I hope that is not due to an age-related failing memory, but to my new-found ability to live in each given moment.  That has perhaps been Mexico's best gift to me.

So, what am I doing for my birthday?  I am heading to Manzanillo to draw a line under my root canal treatments.  I have an appointment.  I think.  It is either today.  Or on Thursday.  Or on Friday.  The messages on my telephone have been a bit sketchy.

A couple of readers have also been very helpful in giving me leads on where I might find a computer monitor.  Radio Shack.  Walmart.  Office Max. 

I may even head back to Office Depot to ensure I properly understood the shelf stocker last week.  It seems odd that a company that sells computers would not sell stand-alone monitors.

When I return, I need to start finishing up my talk on Thursday.  I have a list of things to do -- and most of the materials I will need.  The hard part is sitting down and doing what needs to be done -- instead of frittering away my time enjoying my life in the tropics.

So, happy maybe birthday to Egypt.  And happy birthday to me.  This song is just for us.