Well lovers, my birthday is coming up. The impending celebrations gave me cause to ponder the nature of birthdays; and after much thought, I decided that one’s birth should be celebrated all year round. Simply because the wonderful deeds people near and far to us carry out each day deserve a little ‘heck yes, I’m so very grateful you were born and made your way into my life’.
That being said, I’m certainly not going to defy tradition and pass up on customary festivities, particularly those involving cake. That would surely be madness. Last year, I was fortunate enough to be gifted all sorts of wonders, including a powder blue terry towelling turban which I am just as fond of a year later. I had only one birthday request. It was ‘a fruity cocktail for the birthday girl’, and I may or may not have recycled it numerous times over the course of celebrations.
This year I again have only one request, and it shockingly has little to do with fruity cocktails (though I wouldn’t say no…). I will get to it in a moment, though please bear with me as I get my genuine sentimental recap on, lovers. The past few months have been a wild ride and I am quite frankly smitten with the bizarre and awesome path I’ve landed on. In a ridiculously short period of time yours truly has:
- Grown a darling flock right here
- Moved Flamingo Manor beachside
- Engaged in a bit of Cosmic foreplay
- Survived the incessant itching of a rash
- Quit a BA in favour of a graphic design course
- Been given actual cash money for my word savvy
- Elected to participate in Project Liberation this year
- Switched from paperclip whispering to solving crime
- Reaffirmed that fruit-basket-guy does exist – somewhere
- Engaged in a touch of modeling thanks to the babes at Lokoa
- Had a spiritual healer tell me I’m on course to be kicking back on a park bench in a white suit, in New York at 26 years old.
- Been lucky enough to connect with bewitching ladies like Coach Charrise, Dyana Valentine and Erin Giles (my goodness, the things you can do with technology… my mind boggles)
In just over a week I turn 25. I’ve heard numerous reports that I should brace myself for a quarter-life-crisis, and immediately declared immense-pish-posh on said reports. For I have considered the insane momentum I have gathered and decided that 25 is going to roll on to be a stellar year.
And I would like you to be a part of this lovers. My birthday request is thus:
To celebrate my 25th year in a unique fashion I am putting a call out to you for twenty-five new connections. Please. And thank-you.
I don’t mind if you have been along with the nonsense of the Manor for a while or have just clicked in recently, I know you are fine people with distinctive taste. For my birthday, I would like from you an introduction to someone you feel I should know. Whether it is for business or pleasure, I would like to propel forward into my 25th year with a bevy of fresh connections to play and engage in nonsense with. Perhaps you know someone who’s totally rocking their thing I could talk to, or you’ve taken pity I’ve not found fruit-basket-guy yet. Or maybe you just know someone as cracked as I and think we’d get lost in a fabulous whirl of ridiculous. I want to know all of these people
Heck – perhaps you and I have never even met, but you’ve been itching to say ‘ello. Now is the time lovers, introduce yourself as a birthday gift! I would be delighted to say hello and delve into a new friendship. And of course I will write a little note about the wonderful things that spur from them.
To those of you who kick your heels up in my locale, I’m most certainly for a bit of delicious face-to-face action (and if your connection intention is not of a romantic nature, you would of course be welcome). And those who rise to the morning as I round-up the daily whatnots of the Manor, I am getting a fine handle on email, Skype and time conversion.
Alternatively, I need new luggage. But I think an introduction would be more fun, don’t you? So please help me celebrate 25 years of nonsense to date by perusing your contacts (of all sorts) and wrapping up a new connection for me!
I know you know the good people, and I very much look forward to meeting them all! Let the birthday frivolity begin!
Yours in Nonsense,
Sir Flamingo xo
P.S. Gifts can be delivered to firstname.lastname@example.org & please do spread the word. You might know a guy who knows a guy who’s cousin’s favourite barista needs to know me. Let’s make it happen!