carrie, she's a pistol!" now it's going to be, "oh, right, mrs. heffernan. she's a handsome woman." who do you know who uses the term "pistol"? you know what i mean. come on. mmm. doug, did you already make plans for us to go out that night? tch! your birthday? what, i'm not going to make plans? why do you ask? i just don't know how much i feel like celebrating. i mean, i'd almost rather... you know, just stay home, read a book, take a bath. really? am i--am i being stupid? just tell me i'm being stupid about this whole getting-older business, and we will go out friday night. doug? yeah, yeah, of course you are. i mean, this is crazy talk, you know? 30 is nothing. although it is halfway to 60. oh, my god, it is! i know exactly how you feel. i mean, remember my 30th birthday? i was so depressed, all i wanted to do was stay home and be alone with my thoughts. didn't we go to that bar where you got drunk, and you jumped against a velcro wall? outside was happy. inside... sorrow. i think you should just stay home. you know, bathe, read, listen to a little of that lilith fair stuff. than