"Was that a case of tourette syndrome with my name attached?"

And the quotable for Neil's 26th proved to be the gentleman at the bar who had a severe case of tourette syndrome. The key word? Neil.

Every five seconds...his name was shouted. And the more we laughed.

And, we had glo bracelets, margaritas and Annie Lenox...and Wyclef Jean.

Happy Birthday Old Man. (Those are actual balloons en route to Neil's office.)