Just got news from the big brother that he will be in Paris for our birthdays (we were born 1 day apart). Growing up, birthday time was a lot like Christmas 2 and I have always loved sharing my birthday with him. Most memorable for me was the bowling birthday when I dropped a ball on my hand. I was turning 6 and he was turning 9. Or the many years when our parents let us loose in Toys'R'Us with $100 each to buy whatever we wanted. I had always dreamed of winning the Nickelodeon super shopping spree and it was the closest we got. But it has been 10 years since we have been in the same place to celebrate together and it makes me very happy to know that we will be able to do it in 2005. We don't know if we are going to celebrate in Paris or take a trip to Scotland together to get back in touch with our strong-livered roots. In any case, it is sure to be a debaucherous night for both Mandounette and Glennvolio (the shakespearean fraternel nickname I once bestowed upon my brother oh-so-many years ago).