It’s my birthday season again.   November 10^th, actually.   It is also Neil Gaiman’s birthday.

In case there is some strange astrometric force that shapes our lives based on our birthdate, here is a brief list of my past year experiences, which can serve as a preview of what Neil can expect for this, his 51st year:

1.  Your resources will increase.

2.  The river of ideas continues to flow.

3.  You hear music you hated when you were a kid, and, surprise, surprise, it still sucks.

4.  Wonderful things happen to your family.

5.  Generosity is met with even more generosity.

6.  The person you wake up next to still fills you with a miraculous sense of being alive.

7.  The plumbing still works like a charm.

8.  Although there are certain, ahem, subtle changes in hue, your hairs stay on top of your head where they belong.

9.  You have even more love in your life.

10. And don’t worry, don’t make that emergency call to the doctor, that’s just what happens when you eat beets.

On the other hand, if Neil Gaiman’s past experiences are a preview of mine, does that mean I get to <gasp> write a Dr. Who episode?