There was no reason--given my mood--that I should have gone out last night except the compelling notion that it was Bryan's birthday, and Bryan is one of those rare Creatures of the Night who never, ever, asks for anything. He's sweet, quiet and--quite frankly--humpy; I loved the fact that his mother and sister attended.


That was special, like him. I giveBryan a glimpse of how wonderful his night was.

I love you guys; you've made our Sundays.