Okay, so I'm not 37, but I'm not old. Many people have gone on to do great things by age 27:
-Brian Jones (of the Rolling Stones, for those of you who have only paid attention to music in the past 40 years)
Oh, wait, they died at the age of 27? Well, then, I'm screwed. What have I accomplished in 27 years on this planet (besides this blog)?
So I haven't done some of the things those people have, but I will achieve one goal they couldn't: make it to 28. That's a manageable goal...I think. I've got almost half a day down, so only 364.5 days to go. And I have something to look foward to:
That's what I'm talking about, the wonderful meal of Brinner! Holla! Is there anything better than breakfast at dinnertime? I don't think so. And guess who has two thumbs and is getting Brinner tonight? Bob Kelso...no, I mean, me, that's who. Get a little omelet with some smoked cheese and some bacon, top it off with an orange smoothie, now that's what I'm talking about!
I figure I need Brinner because the SO is going to make me watch American Idol (AI) with her. What idiot puts AI on my birthday? It's sacreligious. At the very least, it keeps me from watching what I want to watch on MY birthday. Heaven forbid if we don't watch AI the night it's on, even though we DVR it! Explain that to me. We DVR AI, but we have to watch it that night. Just because we can flip through the commercials and Paula's crying, that's no excuse! I think it's so the SO doesn't feel out of the loop with her pop culture (oh wait, that's me, nevermind).
So anywho, if you're trying to get a hold of me tonight, don't be surprised if you get the Brinner Me or the AI Me. I think you know which one you want. Later!