Today is my birthday. Happy Birthday to me! It is also hotter than hell here in Saint Louis. I have a big meeting at work in the morning; I’ll go out to lunch with some of the guys and I would dearly love to take the afternoon off, but it is too damn hot. It is too hot to go biking in the afternoon, so taking off from work just to sit inside seems like sort of a waste. If I’m going to sit inside all afternoon, I might as well get paid for it. Well, I would get paid either way, but you know what I mean. I have been biking this week. I’ve ridden three times already and if you read this in the early morning, I’ll probably be out on the bike again. Since, Anne is out-of-town, I’ll have to figure out something to do Friday night by myself, any ideas? Also, happy birthday to Aimee, Anne’s cousin. We share the exact same birthday. She was born in East St. Louis in a July that makes this one seem cool by comparison. Checkout your farmer’s almanac and figure out how old we are. Happy Birthday to me!