Pioneer Day.

My phone reminded me that tomorrow is my birthday. It didn’t do that last year. Thanks, Obama.

It’s another birthday eve for me, a birthday that this year means absolutely nothing, other than I’m now officially a year overdue for a colonscopy and a mammogram.

And those are the only birthday thoughts I’m willing to share publicly.

But you should know that I share a birthday with a Utah state holiday, and if I was still there, there would be a parade in my honor.

One Comment

  1. […] Two years ago I was not feeling all that jazzed about another year of life. And I should clarify–it’s not actual life that I lament every July. It’s two things, really. First, that year to year, not much changes in my life. In fact, it feels like for about fifteen years now, not much has changed. Some people are happy with a static life; I’m still not quite there. […]



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