Thirty three, he said, its not such a bad age, got a nice sort of rhythm to it, still young enough to swing on a playground swing.
So every year when this day rolls around I ask the patient readers of From The Morgue to give me a small gift – to comment with a quote of some kind.
Last year put it nicely:
It can be a quote from a song or a poem or a movie or a conversation or an advertising brochure or a blog or a speech or a legal opinion or a sports commentary or a magazine article or a comic book or a novel or a motivational poster or the website you have open on the other browser tab.
Give me a quote that means something to you, or a quote that means nothing to you, or a quote that couldn’t mean anything to anybody even if they tried.
Every year, this collection of random bits of the world makes me happy, and I like to be happy on my birthday. C’mon and indulge me.
This is the sixth year I’ve done this! Previous Birthday Wisdoms: 2008, 2007, 2006, 2005, 2004
Also, best wishes to my newest birthday buddy: Arthur son of Chuckles, one year old today!