Yes, it's your 49th birthday today. I'll bet when the words "dead or alive" were uttered by GW, you didn't think you'd make it this far. And I'll bet that as you fled the B52's and special forces at Tora Bora, that you thought the end was near.
But here you are. 49.
And, as much as we'd all like to be there to properly extend our birthday wishes to you in an appropriate manner (Here! Let ME light the fuse....errr.... candles), I would have to say that I'll bet the person you thank most for being able to enjoy this day is the person who took his eye off the ball and let you go so he could have a nice little adventure in a country just a little bit away from you.
So I hope that you remember to raise a toast to George for giving you the gift of continued life.
Because the rest of us would have cancelled the party by now.