3 posts tagged “birthday”
It was my birthday Oct 3 and I decided to celebrate at my favorite club in San José. As luck would have it, a Nicaraguan singer songwriter came a playin', promoting her new album Para que no mueran las palabras.
The concert was great, the music enjoyable, and my terrible luck in celebrating my birthday continues. As almost always happens, plans made with the best celebratory hopes finished with me celebrating alone.
But the music was good, and my tablemates were interesting and nice enough people.
If you can chisel some out of your daily grind, make some time to give a listen to Elsa Basil and her sabor Nica.
Elsa Basil
Cumplí años el 3 de octubre y decidí celebrar en mi café favorito en San José. Por casualidad, una cantautora nicaraguense presentó como parte de la gira de su nuevo album Para que no mueran las palabras.
Estuvo chiba el concierto, muy buena música, y sigo saladísimo en cuanto a celebrar mi cumple con los amigos. Como siempre, los planes de encontrarme con los amigos para celebrar terminaron en celebrar yo a solas.
Pero vuelvo a repetir, estuvo buena la música, y los que compartieron la mesa eran gente interesante y genial. Si podés apartar un tiempito del diario vivir, da un tiempico a Elsa Basil y su sabor nica.
Today more people have remembered my birthday and called, texted, or IMed than have in any given year. I haven't heard from my family yet, but that's just a question of time... which reminds me... need to call my Dad.
Anyway, the one to blame for many folks remembering my birthday is none other than Veronica Mars.
So how did Veronica Mars help my friends remember my birthday this year?
Elementary my dear Wallace. The season premier is on my birthday this year. I thought that was cool, so I mentioned it to my VM friends, and since the date was already special to them, it was simple to remember.
Here's hopin' that Roni gets a fourth season and the CW decides to move her to Wednesday next year.
Either way, once the day's activities are done, I'll be spending a special evening with my favorite PI.
Thanks to everybody who sent their birthday best wishes, whether Veronica had anything to do with it or not.
And sorry to everybody whose birthdays I've missed over the past year (even missed my roommate's). I promise that if you can get one of my favorite TV shows scheduled to start its season on your birthday, I'll remember to call.
Every time this year, my birthday rolls around with its requisite thoughts. On a good year (when I don't make poor decisions about my attitude), I get to think about how fortunately placed my birthday is.
It wasn't really supposed to happen when it did. I was born about a month premature (supposed to be a Halloween baby), and as best I've been able to put together, I gave my parents a bit of a worry for the first year or two.
It's worked out rather well... I was born on my Dad's birthday, so I get an easy way to remember when to call Dad with birthday wishes. With my brother Kevin coming on Oct 4th two years after I did, it was pretty easy to keep track of things. (Plus a triple birthday celebration to start off October.)
There's some more general niceties as well.
Being born in early October puts your birthday in an interesting place in the Jewish and Muslim lunar calendars. The way things tend to shake out, my birthday's usually within a month of the Jewish High Holidays (Rosh Hashona and Yom Kippur) and the Muslim fast of Ramadan. Christian folk like myself may tend to save our holiday devotions for our local Thanksgiving or for Christmas, but I'm glad to have been born in the general area of what I consider to be the most holy time of the year (what with two major world religions holding some of their most important celebrations, even though they aren't my own).
So before moving on (and because I'd planned to write about the holidays in their own post and probably won't now), I just want to take a minute to remember Yahweh granting us this new year and time as we begin it to reflect on our sins, make things right, and atone, and begin our year as new souls. Let's also remember Allah granting his word to the prophet, to guide us through the desert of life to salvation.
As if being surrounded by holy days weren't enough, another gift came round. The Berlin wall started falling in late 1989, and Germany became a single, unified country again on October 3, 1990. As a 3rd generation German American who's never been able to speak the language, there are only so many times I feel connected with the land of my forebears. Each year on my birthday I get this one.
