Despite the vicissitudes of fate, I've lived long enough to see 42. Happy birthday, me! I got to speak to my father on the phone today, and video skyped with my mother, and there are many online well wishers. Thank you, everyone, for acknowledging my birthday. Each one feels like a bit of a milestone, especially since we only get three or four score in a lifetime.
Here's me in my completely un-retouched glory (I know, hard to believe, huh?). If I'm looking wooly, it's because it's Sunday and I wanted to take a break from the hair-combing, face-shaving thing. Trust me, tomorrow I'll look less wolfman and more human in time for work.
Hey, want to know one of the nice things about having a March 4th birthday? Well, besides the fact that it's awesome to be a Pisces (it is!), is the benefit of Hollywood releasing some of the spring blockbusters in March. For the sake of my own ego, I'll just pretend that it's in my honor that John Carter, Hunger Games, and Wrath of the TItan's are all coming out this month. Thank's Hollywood, I totally deserve a month of kickass movies to mark my passing into the world!
I usually have deep, maudlin thoughts about mortality and the meaning of a single life compared to the geologic time scale of a planet. But, I'll leave all of that to a less awesome day. ;)
