I Got Carded Yesterday...

... by the FedEx Guy, of all people. He needed to see my drivers license... insisted on it, actually... before he'd put this fine birthday present in my hot lil hands:

Well, now. Is that impressive, or what? And here I sit, unable to imbibe until such time as my corporeal suffering is over. But I'm thinking the celebration will be sweet when it comes, what with those Tabak Especials hanging out in the humidor and the perfect accompaniment now sitting in the liquor cabinet.

The present was sent to me by my Great Good Friends John and Diane. I've known these fine people for over 20 years now, and John and I have torched many a fine cigar and tipped more than a few tumblers of single-malt together over the course of that time. Here's John, followed by a pic of Diane (in the white sweater) and I (plus a friend whose name I cannot recall, for the life of me):

The occasion was a New Years Eve party at my house in Rochester (Perinton, actually) NY... 1999. Former Happy Days, indeed.