Your presence is requested at
A moment of transcendence.
The mystery of turning 37
Requires your attendance.
We will accomplish something more
Than managing to dine:
We’ll mark the turning of a soul
From juice to good red wine.
(or beer as the case may be)
Please come wish Paul a happy birthday on Wednesday June 28th at the Lucky Labrador around 6:30 pm!
 No need to bring gifts, just yourself. I will make some kind of novelty birthday cake.
The Lucky Labrador Brew Pub
915 SE Hawthorne Blvd
We had a really nice turn out this year and his majesty was well pleased. Someone asked me what Paul’s favorite flavor is thinking it was chocolate. I said Oatmeal. She said oatmeal wasn’t a flavor. I told her Paul doesn’t really like cake (which is true) he just likes the attention.
The person on the left in the photo album is Barry one of Portland’s homeless. He comes by the Shambhala Center at the tail end of practice sessions for tea and teasnacks. I’m not sure how he learned about Pauls party since I only mailed the Shambhala people the day before when I found out Paul hadn’t. Well, Barry apparently was on a schedule and insisted that we break out cake before we had finished our dinners.
Once upon a time (1993), I lived in Ogden Utah. I came home from work with a culinary recommendation from a co-worker who found a new soul-food joint. I hadn’t heard about this food item before and had to strain to say “I think they were called hush puppies…â€Â Paul fell off his chair, he made fun of me and said it was like saying I think it was called Coke-a-Cola. The subject has come up from time to time. Every time Paul thinks its funny and I’ve never tried