birthdays
Entitlement, Endurance, and Enjoying Morons
Sometimes I really really really enjoy watching fucking morons try to be clever on social media. They’re kinda cute. Like watching fawns trying to walk for the first time.
Silver Medals, Removing Tattoos, and Septuagenarian Rocky Fighter Names
When I turned fifty last week, I decided that I am saving swimming for my sixties, golf for my seventies, and Stratford for my eighties.
Gun Control, the Olympics, and Turning Fifty
I’m turning fifty on Thursday. My sincere apologies to all of you who lost money taking THE UNDER.
Turning 49, New Planets, and Self-Tapes
I turned 49 this week. I celebrated by having some brunch with Kate and then I watched Netflix alone all day. And then I went to bed.