this past weekend i gave myself a birthday present...


















i went with sydney--yes, that sydney! she gave her fox some flowers:




when i was at her house, afterwards, i took an incomplete inventory of the foxes lurking around...










and when i got back to my house, wile got some ink of his own






thank yous to syd for the photojournalism while i was under the needle, and to shane for the excellent work.

this weekend we went out for dim sum to celebrate my 33 years. for the first 45 minutes, amid a parade of dumplings (one of his favorite foods on earth), wile claimed to be "not hungry". what finally piqued his in interest?

that's right. the duck feet. and then he requested the chicken feet, to the joy of the woman pushing the chicken feet cart.

here's us with my jiggly birthday cakes:

and here's me trying to eat his head:

halfway thru a custom tablecloth....