Living the Dream
It’s my birthday today! 30! Three decades thick. Time to do a check in, eh? Let’s see here…

Hair? Check. We’re good. Mostly still all there.

Liver? Check. Still processing.

Excellent. Let’s carry on then. The Melvins decided to come back into town and help me celebrate my birthday last night at the Quest. Thanks guys. How about we make a regular event of that? Same time next year, eh? I can think of little else that could be so inspiring on my 30th birthday than watching guys at least ten years my senior rock out so hard.

For my birthday I received a beautiful black lacquered Underwood Standard Typewriter No. 5. It’s an antique beast and weights somewhere close to fifty pounds. It’s all chromed out. It’s fantastic. I also got a bottle of Ouzo. So, yeah, I’m pretty much set for the next ten years. Now if only the Wild can start winning again…