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Today was my 39th birthday. Since I won’t have a Father’s Day or wedding anniversary, it’s the only date-exclusive holiday I have — and I’m grabbing it for all it’s worth. To paraphrase a famous cliché: I’m not getting older, I’m getting better. The celebrating started last Saturday when I received a mailed envelope of goodies from my friend Ion. He made me a special mix CD with a Warholized version of my own dorky high school yearbook photo on the cover. The mix includes songs by Bananarama, the Go! Team, Beck, Bread, Donny Osmond, and obscure ’60s Brits Sharon Tandy and Pickettywitch — which only goes to prove that Ion knows me all too well.

Later that night, Christopher gave me his wonderfully chosen gifts. He got me the hefty coffee table book Shop America: Midcentury Storefront Design 1938-1950, which is bursting with luscious painted renderings of glass and steel Streamline Moderne storefronts with chi-chi men and women milling about. Great stuff. He also got me the Disney Rarities DVD set, which has been on my Amazon Wish List for a long time. But that’s not all — he also surprised me with an older book called Hollywood Panorama. This was based on a mural that an artist named Bob Harman did in the early ’70s containing hundreds of cartoon portraits of old movie stars. We first got wind of this while watching Harman on an old To Tell The Truth episode; his work is both fascinating and bizarre at the same time. Check out this detail from the cover:

I also had a great Monday. The day was mostly spent working, but I did get to have a treat when my Mom came over for lunch. We got some Pei Wei to go and dined at home while listening to the ’40s satellite radio station. Doesn’t that sound sweet? I feel truly blessed to have such a great family and friends.

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