Mmmmm....cake. Angel food to be precise. Citizen Une and the proto-Citizens provided a fine repast for my natal day. Now if I could just find that reverse chronology juice I ordered off of the Uraguayan online pharmacy. I am certain I could get back into my parachute pants.
To all the others who fail to share the same glorious day of arrival as John Cusak and Henry VIII, I say a very merry unbirthday.