Here are the random pictures Ms Jessica Ledard gave me on the day before my birthday, 2002.
Isn't the web an amazing place to see useless crap from someone you'll never meet? ISN'T IT?!

This dates from a few months ago, when I gave Jess the "Jem and the Holograms" video I'd won on eBay. For no real reason, I'm also holding a bunny pen.

Note the shelf:

Okay, don't note the shelf. I don't know how to blow things up with Photoshop and have them look blowed up good, blowed up REAL good. Pee-Wee Herman is prominent there; also an Olive Oyl and a "Faster, Johnny Katz! Kill! Kill!" invisible ink pistol that was the basis on an InExOb.

This dates from Christmas (obviously). Jessie's daughter Jacqueline put a sofa pillow on my head, and thought that this was hilarious. Ahh, the humor standards of six-year-olds.
I'm having a Bad Head Day here. I don't mean the Jerry van Dyke facial expression so much as my fire engine red complexion. I'm pretty pink usually, but every so often I go all lobstery.

"Fella with him looked like an Injun!"
"Either that or a coal car."

HAHAHA! I am the only person in the world who gets that joke.

"Didja see him? He was eatin' a silver pickle!"
"Which one?"
"The injun! He was dumb."
"Great Scott, man."

HAHAHA! It's my birthday and I can make all the obscure references I want!

I finally DEMANDED the picture of Jess & Jacqueline that she'd promised me a year ago. It took her a long time to find one with no notice, and all she came up with was this tiny one with Jacqueline smoking a joint.

I'm kidding. It's a lollipop. One of those nicotine ones.

Jacqueline kept telling me "DON'T LOOK!" last night while she drew something. She has her mother's creative bent...

The inside of the card says:

XOXOXOXOXOXO
Bil
I am Glad
You are
my moms
frend.

I doubt that it's legal tender.

Today I got this card from my Mom:

It says inside "You'd better have a happy birthday!"
Mom added, "I'm sure KK isn't this fierce looking."