Monday, September 17, 2007

Happy Birthday, Philip

Yesterday was Philip's birthday and as much as I wanted to hire a hunky twink to dress up as a cowboy and knock on his apartment door at midnight with a little tag attached to his wrist that said...

"Happy Birthday, Harold!
Bang! Bang! You're alive!
Now, roll over and play dead.
Love, Emory"

...I decided that my little BOYS IN THE BAND, "Midnight Cowboy" joke might get lost in translation.

So, I decided to give Philip one of the books he mentioned that he really wanted: Christopher Hitchens GOD IS NOT GREAT.

My favorite part of giving Philip this gift is this picture - - Philip absolutely beaming with joy while holding up the book, as if he's REALLY HAPPY that God is not great.


It's so cute. Makes me laugh.

Happy Birthday, Philip. And as Lucy said to Ethel during one of their fights...

"Happy Birthday. I hope you live another 75 years."

8 comments:

Michael said...

My birthday wish for Philip? EAT A GODDAMNED SANDWICH!!!!!!! ;)

Stephen Rader said...

Michael - Trust me, he eats. A lot. Which is why I hope that one day his DNA will exchange itself with mine.

Dovajorth said...

It was so great to meet Philip Saturday at the walk. He's a doll. A cross between Tim Hutton and Bud Cort.

And we must get together soon with him to celebrate his birthday and mine. Virgos often celebrate their birthdays together... more organized, y'know.

Doug

Stephen Rader said...

Doug - Your birthday is this week, right? You Virgos and your birthdays! How will you be celebrating? Can a fag join in the festivities?!?! :)

Michael said...

Screw you, Stephen. I'm older - his DNA changes with MINE!!!!!

Stephen Rader said...

Michael - Ok, you get the DNA, but can I have his hair? Please?!?! Philip has GREAT HAIR and I haven't had hair since Roosevelt. TEDDY Roosevelt!!!

Polt said...

Philip IS cute. Got a great smile, lots of teeth...and a big mouth....me likee....

HUGS...

Stephen Rader said...

Polt - Philip is cute, cute, CUTE. We all pale in comparison, which is probably why I never get laid when I go out with Philip. Hmmm.... maybe I need to re-think this... :)