This is one of those mandatory first posts that let you know it’s still September on the Net. This is a personal blog and I can’t make any promises about how often I will update it.
Happy Birthday Dave. Sorry I couldn’t make your party.
Happy Birthday JD.
When my father was a boy, he believed that everyone lived to be exactly 100. When he was teased about his age and called a baby by a slightly older bully, he coolly informed the other kid that his being younger just meant that he’d die later. The kid broke into tears.
So, I bet you guys are sorry now.