Pony: Happy Birthday, Lisa!
4.18.2008
Dear Lisa,
I had a dream about you last night: I had your id card in my wallet and it displayed your new age and listed your occupation as "magical chauffeur". When I woke up, I remembered that today is your birthday.
I love that dream, and the symbolism could not be more straightforward: You have always loved to magically chauffeur people through your spectacular narratives.
From the time you were a kid, you have stored up your experiences and secrets and spread them out like a banquet for those you love. Some people who read this also read your blog, and they might not know what it is like to have you share a story in person, so I will do my best to describe it.
You test out your dimples for effect and then your facial muscles go still. Your lovely gaze gets uncomfortably direct. You often begin with a punctuated "So -", like a fork tapping on a champagne glass.
And then you begin.
Happy birthday Lisa!
