Jerry's stand-up: To me, the thing about birthday parties is that the first birthday party you have and the last birthday party you have are actually quite similar. You know, you just kinda sit there...you're the least excited person at the party. You don't even really realize that there is a party. You don't know what's goin' on. Both birthday parties, people have to kinda help you blow out the candles, you can't do it...you don't even know why you're doing it. What is this ritual? What is going on? It's also the only two birthday parties where other people have to gather your friends together for you. Sometimes they're not even your friends. They make the judgement. They bring 'em in, they sit 'em down, and they tell you - 'these are your friends! Tell them thank you for coming to my birthday party.'
this in many ways defines my total incomprehension of bdays and hence lack of understanding whence it cometh to celebrating my own bday!
but anyways in very short words define my bday gone by[yes ppl no treat blah!]
T' was a day of festivities ,
A day of visarjan, a day of assignment complexitiies.
It was a sunday ,a holy day , the sabbath day ,the day of rest ,
But old men like me we go to church in a squabbling car,trying to look your peaceful best.
Coming back I sat to write my holy sermons of production process and the complicated tailstock,
Always interrupted with a great frequency by the relatives and their bestwishes mock!
Alas friends I had from afar who had come from greivious battels such as mid sems and submission,
Through blast of bomb and the unruly crowd I wanted to meet them ,I made it my holy mission!
No treat none at all I told them ,come still for ol' time sakes!
We talked and gawked at the festivities, ah me! 'man' a creation that gawd only makes!
A cake and 4 kadai chicken rolls such was the banquet
We left to meet another friend making us an unruly quartet!
We had fun and more, more than such useless words can put to measure,
Such was my bday quite useless,but 1 which I will always treasure.
