You make birthdays wonderful.

.em.

you are an incredible friend.

what a way to start a birthday.

a collection of birthday mementos

(recollections of magic, in fact)

yes, there may have been too much milk consumed.

but hey, it's switzerland? what the fuck.

a stream of birthday dance moves

starring, well, the one and only:

julius, baby of the world

background dancer:

"big sunnies em"

(as they call her)

who else could it have been, really?

and then, in the day to follow, the most extraordinary

packages wrapped in yarn and glitter,

enveloping

majestic beings from other lands

(no, i've never encountered mr.dean

but i am elated that he is now a part of my universe),

notes from far away,

love spilling through the seams,

a baby who can steal your heart

(into infinity and a bit beyond).

you have an ability to tip me over the edge

so that i fall,

end over end,

(down some kind of a rainbow waterfall)

into a turquoise pool of enormous smiles.

you have this effect - it's sort of what you seem to do.

thank you em. you absolutely turned my entire day into a whole series of magic tricks.

(and from so so far away)

how do you do it?

well, the imaginarium of course!

so, i give you a few treats from the farm.

the most wondrous place a gal' could go.

this here is sticks.

(em: meet sticks.)

he likes to herd. but im not a sheep, so it's pretty annoying.

he's sweet an'all.

this is mendel.

mendel was born in italy,

grew up in montreal

and now he's an organic farmer outside of savona.

he is absolutely one

of the sweetest people you

could ever even hope to meet.

the best.

to the left: soll, mendel's son.

he runs the show. he & mendel yell a lot.

still though, the best.

just a couple end of day sun rays

through the rye.

they've always been my favourite.

love always,

k.

p.s.

have a looksie loo at this little guy.

he works at the farm.

we recently discovered that he's connected to the ufos.

interesting times, em, interesting times.

http://www.examiner.com/exopolitics-in-seattle/2012-dr-martin-luther-king-relative-contactee-brings-ufo-et-message-of-dimensional-shift-2012

p.p.s

phone call is in order?

what's going down on the eastern front?

i work until 7pm tomorrow night.

apres that?

xoxo and all the love,

all the way to michigan (far away).

Birthday Woman!!!!

(fashion. turn to the left.

fashion. turn to the right).

we were/still are...idiots.

let me also remind you that you

farted from the cinque terre to

zurich. was this before you

recognized yourself as lactose?

that would explain a lot.

(ummm, more lactose? like,

copious amounts of lactose???)

(WAIT. what time is it??????

BIRTHDAY TIME!!!!!!!)

(let me remind you: we were driving 150 at this moment.

live a little)

(and don't forget to look happy)

happy

birthday

bombomb!!!!

instead of happy birthday we went for something a little less traditional.

boogie on birthday woman.

if julius can get down (it isn't even his birthday), you should too.

oooooooeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

julius likes to dance. although this number wasnt saucy enough; he looks bored.

birthday bombomb!!!!!!

dear kendra,

you are my best friend. i love you so much more than any diction on a blog could ever relay.

i think you are the best person on planet earth. and i mean that.

birthdays. they are more important to me than i understood before, and here is why:

today is the day you came to be. so celebrate it.

however you damn well please.

birthdays, a bit like the new year: always symbolic of another personal turn around the sun.

i am really, really glad that i am a part of your orbit.

i hope that you continue to eek up and spew out the creative, delicious, beautiful, crispy, colorful, sunny (and cloudy), and hopeful things of this world.

and why not end with a warped cliche?

planet earth is your oyster.

so go pry the motherfucker open.

and take pictures as you go along.

i love you so much.

happy birthday.