I just celebrated another year of life…yup, I’m a Taurus baby. The Taurus horoscope reads pretty much true into my personality. Not a lot of variables. I’m a sensual beast that likes my creature comforts and I love my friends the way they are…but don’t fuck with me! I’m a horrible enemy. I just diss you from being human and you no longer exist. No one wants that so get in line, shape up your life, give everything you have to give in taking care of those you love and your own life and you’ll be tops in my book.

I can’t stand cheaters. I hate liars. I don’t want to hear lame excuses…although I will listen to your troubles and drear…hey…what are friends for if you can’t use them. I don’t mind mistakes and learning errors but I hate WHINERS! Don’t step onto the treadmill of perpetual grief, oh woe is me, life sucks, the world owes me something, or I get horribly bored with you in the first five minutes.

I like change…not necessarily in my home but in my face and thoughts.

I like a challenge. The harder I have to work for something, the sweeter it is when I achieve it.

I like people that laugh. Like? I love them!

I love love! I love hand holding, kisses, hugs, touching, and sharing thoughts.

I love babies, kids, young people, old people, and all those inbetween. I love people that love life.

I love people that go out of their way to say something nice instead of something mean.

I love the Earth; the beauty that Mother Nature spreads before us each day and quietly waits for us to take a look and relish what we have. Even that damned wind that makes me crazy has value.

I love being half crazy, just smart enough to figure out where I am and how I got there, just dumb enough to know I need to learn a lot more before I leave the Earth, and wise enough to know when I have the best of it.

Believe me…I have the best of it! I live in a world that most people dream about. I’m single, make a more than adequate living, manage my life without too many headaches and too many problems (because I refuse to create problems for myself), rub elbows with the elite in the poker world, don’t stress over what might have been or what could be because I pick and choose my friends and my lifestyle. What else is there?

Happy Birthday to me…Happy Birthday to me…

No…it isn’t today – and it wasn’t yesterday…Happy Birthday, Linda…

My oldest son, Dan, celebrates his birthday one week after mine. I’ll be calling him on Tuesday to wish him a Happy Birthday.

So with the thought of celebrating another year of life, I wish for all of you to have half of the happiness and wealth of companionship and love I have from friends and family; for in receiving only half, you would be completely overwhelmed. If I wished for you to receive the full dose, your heart might explode when it hit.