Dead Kitty

The thumbnail sketches and source material.

The trigger: On returning from a walk, I found the door handle on backwards... ?!

Where is She-Ra?

Thirty-five years ago today, my prayers were manifest. I spent the day believing I was going to die in gut-splitting agony. But no... the agony continues.

Next year on this day, my daughter will be 36; I’ll be 63. If we’re still using the Gregorian calendar in 2017, our birthdays will hit on Monday and Friday again — as it was in 2006 (25/52), and 1995 (14/41), and will be in 2028 (47/74), if we both live to see it.

So you see... I think about her birthday, but I can’t celebrate it. She’s going to have to contact me first. She can start with this note, and what has been done and said to her to keep her from talking to me about it before. In the meantime, stop trying to hurt me, Jolie.

2050 (69/96) Su-Th
2039 (58/85) Su-Th
2028 (47/74) M-F
2017 (36/63) M-F
2006 (25/52) M-F
1995 (14/41) M-F
1984 (03/30) Tu-Sa