Today is the day. The day that Dancing Nancies got stuck on replay all day. One of my favorite songs. And if I can't celebrate my birthday by having a beer, I'll celebrate by playing one of my favorite songs.

Could I have been
A parking lot attendant
Could I have been
A millionaire in Bel Air
Could I have been Lost somewhere in Paris
Could I have been
Your little brother
Could I have been
Anyone other than me
Could I have been
Anyone other than me
Could I have been
Anyone other than me
Could I have been
Anyone

He stands touch his hair his shoes untied
Tongue gaping stare
Could I have been a magnet for money?
Could I have been anyone other than me?

Twenty three and so tired of life
Such a shame to throw it all away
The images grow darker still
Could I have been anyone other than me? Then I

Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy

I am who I am who I am who am I
Requesting some enlightenment
Could I have been anyone other than me?

Sing and dance I'll play for you tonight
And thrill at it all
Dark clouds may hang on me sometimes
But I'll work it out then I

Look up at the sky
My mouth is open wide, lick and taste
What's the use in worrying, what's the use in hurrying
Turn, turn we almost become dizzy

Falling out of a world of lies
Could I have been dancing nancy
Could I have been anyone other than me

Happy Birthday to me. Oh yeah, and Michael called me from Moab, Utah. It was great to hear from him. He sang happy birthday to me. Told me he was going to have a beer just for me, while the sun was setting, and he was going to sit on my rock. Listening to Bob Marley. Celebrating my birthday for me, in the same place I celebrated my 20th. I can't believe it was three years ago.