Click click click

Do you remember the scene in Fatal Attraction where you first realize Glenn Close is certifiably insane? It's the one where she's just lying in her bed, clicking the light on and off, ad, presumably, infinitum.

Click click click.

I'm 57 today, although you can see that I look like a far younger man...



What am I doing for my birthday? Lying in my bed, listening to my Cowboy Junkies/Portishead playlist on repeat, clicking my Lehman Brothers security pen.

Click click click.

All day.