I Ain't No Duke Boy
The birthday was, as they say, a complete success. I am now one year older. It's a shame this is only a temporary solution, and I'll have to do it again next year. Sigh.
As you can now see from my newly acquired pieces of protective gear, I'm all ready to go out and shoot arrows without fear of injuring myself. In the usual ways, that is. I suppose there's always a chance I could be injured in some exciting new way, such as attempting to launch a dynamite arrow and instead it falls off the string after I light the fuse.