Birthday Nazi

It would appear that I have been a little tardy with my updating and, as a result, it looks like I may have lost the patronage of a one D. Gree (a blog devotee of worthy note). Such is life I guess and I am in no position to complain. On a different note, I have for you all a statistical report concerning a recent event that occured on May the 22nd - a date that signifies the unity of Beacon seed and Boardman egg, and the subsequent painful entry into the world of the individual through an extremely dilated muscular orifice. The results, regarding birthday communications, are as follows:

• Shirk - pass (last minute email at 23:00 saved his ass)

• Katrina L. - pass (timely and colourful e-card)

• Beacon - Class A pass (two phonecall attempts and large box of choc arrived several days in advance)

• Mother - borderline pass (called on the 21st due to erronious advice from spouse)
  

• Scott&Sarah - pass (card and prez in advance)

• Dentore - conditional pass (birthday wishes two days in advance but no call on the day - lottery scatchy from "Couche" will redeem)

• Spish - conditional pass (absent during event - chocolate bar from the "Couche" will redeem )

• Gree - fail (miserable effort)

• Dod - fail (unacceptable)

• Inson - fail (abysmal)

• Everybody else - forgiven (due to lack of ability on my part to return the gesture)