tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370192552133180534.post273695506874839500..comments2023-09-08T01:44:55.914-07:00Comments on The Goldblum Standard: It's Your Birthday, Jeff!Miz Cee-Ceehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00704700193729854501noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370192552133180534.post-86462914210402384832008-08-25T21:23:00.000-07:002008-08-25T21:23:00.000-07:00My deepest apologies for offending your sensibilit...My deepest apologies for offending your sensibilities, Mr. Squirrel Girl, sir.<BR/><BR/>(Honestly it was a turn of phrase, not a dig...but tone of voice is non-existant in a text based reality, so you'll just have to take my word for it.)Miz Cee-Ceehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00704700193729854501noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370192552133180534.post-48855135707585698732008-06-06T17:58:00.000-07:002008-06-06T17:58:00.000-07:00Come on, why'd you have to add the "sir" bit? Isn'...Come on, why'd you have to add the "sir" bit? Isn't that rubbing it in on his birthday? Trust me, most humans over 47 do not want to be reminded of their age; there's always too much to be done and not enough time. Now, if I could live (healthily, with full mobility and mental faculties) till the ripe old age of 328, there might be enough time to explore all the interesting things... maybe.Squirrel Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01890543627568947017noreply@blogger.com