One of the great things about having a blog is that you don't have to buy greeting cards. Yeah, I could go to the CVS Pharmacy, scour the aisles for a witty card, buy it and then mail it to Sergio to note his birthday today but that takes time and money. You don't need to buy gifts, either. Instead, I can just slap a photo of him up here on the ol' blog — and it isn't even one that I took. Bruce took it so it really doesn't represent any actual effort on my behalf.
I post it there and then I bat out some meaningless text to go with it…something about how I've known Sergio for 49 years now and he's been my best friend for most of that, at least in the category of male friends. I'll also tell you throughout almost five decades, if you added up all the time we've spent arguing or not getting along, it would equal about the time it takes to boil an egg — and not even a hard-boiled egg. More like one of those eggs where the white is kinda set but the yolk is still runny.
Anyway, I could write about that, I could write about the joy of collaborating with someone who's so innovative and funny, I could write about seeing how beloved and charming he is or about how even when he's angry — and believe me, I've seen him furious — he's still kinda beloved and charming. There are so many nice things I could say about this man that…well, praising him is a whole lot easier than going out and buying a dumb card or a present. And cheaper.
So Happy Birthday, Sergio! I was going to get you that new car you've been talking about but I decided that you'd be a lot happier with this blog post. Or at least one of us would be.