Happy Birthday, Me

So yep, it was my birthday. The stepping from one decade into the next, though really, it's just stepping from one day into the next, like the past 10,950 (though those early days were less stepping and more crawling.)
(Come to think of it, there were a lot of days like that in the past decade too.)

I fall into a different advertising age demographic now. Woo. But there's nothing like "Ohh, I get to drink!" "Ohh, I get to drive" or even the last anti-climatic one "Ohh, I get to rent a car now!"
All this one means is that I have to get serious about a retirement plan and life insurance that isn't linked to work. I get to spend more money, and see nothing physical in return.
I can barely contain myself with excitement.

I watched my brother graduate from my Alma Mater on my 30th birthday, and in a way, it was pretty damn cool. My sister graduated on my birthday back in '04, it's become a weird little tradition, I guess.) I had a fine evening last night with good friends, and a fine day today with my family. For the most part, all parties involved are happy and healthy. I can't ask for very much more than that.


I only started keeping this strange, weird... document... 8 years ago, so I can't do a lift from my 20th birthday, but here's a lift from my 22nd.

( Smoke )

I am the same and I'm different. Harder, maybe. A smidge more reflective. I'd like to think a slightly better communicator. I know I'm a better driver, no matter what my sister's opinion. I'm better traveled, anyway.

Thank you all for your well wishes.
The road is odd, full of potholes, speed bumps, and random flower gardens, but I am blessed.