So Paul Turner's wife was kind enough to invite me to his birthday party.

It's this weekend.

Yes, we have the same name. Even the same middle initial.

I have communicated with Paul a couple of times over the years. Enough to know I like him.

So I am looking forward to meeting him in person.

There's one more thing we have in common. We are the same age. Well, at least for a few more hours. Then Paul -- or "Paul Sr." as I like to call him -- will be on record as being older, at least for a few months.

So you may be assured my humor stylings at the party will include a healthy dose of age references.

My specific plan? Glad you asked.

I think the party is outside. So I am going to wait until Paul starts to get up out of a lawn chair. Then I intend to swoop in with a "Let me help you up, sir."

I don't know why that prospect amuses me so. But it does.

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