That birthday card is from my dentist’s office.
My dentist’s office!
Don’t most dentist’s offices send you, if anything, a little pre-printed card that says, “Best Wishes. Remember, you’re due for a check-up in ___ months”?
I mean, Wendy not only remembered that I go by “Jerry”, she drew a little cake and everything!
Seriously, if anyone’s looking for a great dentist in the LA area, let me know.
(And thanks to all you well-wishers who learned my secret from the comments or from that blabbermouth orkut. Special thanks to my surprise caller last night. Possibly the cutest voicemail ever.)