Thanks to everyone that wished me a happy 21st! To those of you who didn't, I have removed you from my mental "friends" list and will forever hate you... NOT!

I'm not a huge fan of celebrating one's birthdays ... it seems of no real consequence in my life. I guess I'm just not a huge fan of "celebrations" in general; I had to be forced by my parents to walk at my high school graduation (which amusingly happened after my freshman year in college).

In any case, I did what any self-respecting male does when he turns 21 ... I went to Barnes and Noble to find books to read ... had dinner with some friends, and then I played Risk and Monopoly with Yush, Moonie the Gentleman and Mr. Terrence. I kid you not. Let me just say that I wish we had taken Yush to Vegas for some craps (Bert, take this kid).

In any case, Nasty Nate got me a wonderful gift ... which I will now share with you:

You know you love it. Do not deny it, children. GOT TICKETS TO THE GUN SHOW?!?!?!?!??!?!

Thanks to Bert for paying for my dinner Saturday night, thanks to Sun for paying for my dinner tonight, thanks to Nasty Nate for the shirt, thanks to everyone!