I received a text from my brother early this morning. I didn't have to open it to know exactly what he wrote: "Happy birthday, you old fart." Same thing every year for as long as I can remember. You get to do that, I suppose, if you're a younger brother. However, I've aged to a point that he's gotten uncannily accurate. Mayor Sandi Bloem, who shares this birthday with me, however, hasn't aged a bit in the 20-some years that I've known her. Dunno how she does that. Happy birthday, Sandi. Now for today's Wild Card ...