The unquestionable mathematics of linear time have deemed that this day be considered my "birthday". It's been thirty two years since I first squirmed out into the world, and global domination is still as far from my tentacle tips as ever it was. Other than that, though, I seem to have done OK.
I've certainly been damned lucky in my choice of friends and girlfriend, certainly. Currently sitting on my kitchen worktops is this deliciously citrus-tinged delight, baked by The Other Half, and just waiting for me to digest my Chinese dinner enough to allow me to start gorging.
Also on display in chez calamari: this truly beautiful birthday card, designed by My Other Half's workmate, and our mutual friend, Michelle Webb.
Cocktails, doggies, and probability formulae. The woman knows her audience.
Further examples can be found at her shop, which I recommend browsing.