When I was in the 5th grade, I decided that a person was young until they were 37-years-old. I'm not sure how I came up with that number but I'm sticking with it. Today I am officially old.
Although the older I get, the younger that 40 seems to me. For some reason, 37 depresses me more than I think 40 will. I know. I'm weird.
I don't have any plans to go out this year. Just seems too complicated to coordinate anything.
Instead, it is time for some birthday reminiscing.
2000: Where the hell is this?
2003: Best birthday ever! Thanks SHR!
2005: 5th Ave Bingo
2006: Oh geez.
2007: Bocce mania.
2008: Two Toms
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