The Thompson boy named Gavin has a birthday today, and I like him so much I'd bake a cake for him. (And I HATE cake.) Instead, I'm going to D-FEST with his Irish twin tonight, where I will drink lots of beer in his honor. He was invited, but he already had better plans with his new girlfriend in Kansas City. I'm betting they share a hotel room, but I live in sin, so who can judge?