Saturday, December 29, 2012
Bon voyage, 50s!
It was nice knowing you. As were the 40s and 30s. The 20s and the Teens -- well, that was mixed bag of college finals, acne, cheap beer and meeting and marrying the love of my life. Not necessarily in that order of transcendence if you know what I mean.
I'm going to have to arm wrestle the 60s a bit. Rest assured, though, there's a blog about singing toilets and Swedish meatballs in your near future.
Some things never change -- no matter how many birthday candles on the cake.