HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BOVA!

That I wore a corsage and made out with a bottle of bourbon because that's how I like to celebrate birthdays even when I don't know how old someone is turning.
I do remember that when Bova was my roommate in Olympia, there was a page from a coloring book torn out and stuck to the wall in the kitchen and he had colored in the picture and filled in his name and age at the bottom - 24 - and I went, 'Wow, He's OLD. 24!'
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