Another 365 day trip around the sun concluded for me today, and as with just about every single one of them since I marked the Golden Birthday (the birthday on which you turn as old as the date of your birth, i.e., turning 30 on the 30th), it was a grand day.
Grand if only for the reason I'm still in the game, still alive and kicking to quote my friend Mick.
I was raised in a neighborhood that celebrated birthdays with a birthday bruise, which is what is happening to me in the photo above. That's Scott and Mike doing the honors.
My god, the hair I had back then. Man, do I miss it.
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