Today is my father's 70th birthday. He decided to take it easy, which I'm very happy about as his original plan was, and I quote, "To throw myself a surprise party." That's right, he was going to surprise everyone else by throwing a party (though I had this scenario in my head where people showed up at his place for what they thought was something else, and, SURPRISE, it's party time).
Happy birthday, Dad. I hope today was good for you.
I hope no one said, "Oh wow, you were born on the same day as Hurricane Katrina."
I hope you got presents that you wanted.
I hope that the next few years are happy ones.
I love you very much.
Ladies and Gentlemen: a round of applause for my father.