I need a new Kangol hat!

Today is Larry's birthday. He sent me an e-mail at 2:34am this morning that said "McCoy [one of his 14 cats] and I watched the Phillies game together. It's my birthday so I'm not setting my alarm. See ya when I see ya, ho."

For his birthday last year, I bought Larry this. One of his favorite stories ever is how in junior high, he and a friend made weed brownies and sold them at the school bake sale. They didn't grind the weed first, so big chunks were stuck in their principal's teeth.

On Friday, I asked Larry if he ever used the cookbook. He said, "I don't even know what I did with it. And no, I never used it." I replied, "Well, then I'm never buying you a birthday present ever again."

"But I've been hinting that I need a new Kangol hat!"