The Lucky 13th
Today's my birthday, and while I didn't quite celebrate it the way I have in the past--usually coinciding with end-of-the-semester blackout-drunk sprees in college--it was a good one. Got a fine dinner with the fam at Dreamland Barbecue, and the wife gave me a new Ipod. I'm stuffin' that baby right now--the Ipod, not the wife--and I'm going to kick back with a bottle of Abita Turbo Dog, the latest James Lee Burke book, and some new Ryan Adams tunes.
To quote the prophet Ice Cube, it was indeed a very good day.
Oh, and George W. ought to be happy today, too, seeing as how my birthday marks the two high points of his presidency--the day the Supreme Court finally certified the Florida results in 2000, and the day we nabbed Saddam in his rathole in 2003. No need to thank me, Mr. President; I'm happy to share the day with ya.
To quote the prophet Ice Cube, it was indeed a very good day.
Oh, and George W. ought to be happy today, too, seeing as how my birthday marks the two high points of his presidency--the day the Supreme Court finally certified the Florida results in 2000, and the day we nabbed Saddam in his rathole in 2003. No need to thank me, Mr. President; I'm happy to share the day with ya.
They should make your birthday a national holiday. That would rock.
Hope you had a good one, bro.
Posted by
Jason |
9:32 AM, December 16, 2005