On March 20th, Albert Einstein published his theory of relativity, John Lennon and Yoko Ono got married, America attacked Iraq (the second time), the first woman was put to death in the electric chair, a bunch of other stuff happened, and thirty years ago, I was born. Wow… I’m thirty… and I still have hair.
Happy Birthday!
Happy birthday, Kevin!
Congratulations!
Hey! You’re halfway to 60! Awesome!
Happy belated birthday, my friend. Next year, I’ll have to remember this and make sure to throw you a pre-birthday birthday party during SXSW. Of course, SXSW is kinda like a pre-birthday birthday party already. But still! We need more excuses to celebrate!
Woohoo! And as long as you have hair, that means, in theory, two more years that I’ll have hair. Whew.
Happy belated birthday. If you can survive the big 3-0 surely I can too.
happy birthday, geezer boy!
Happy birthday, Kevin! Thirty is not so bad. The stuff that comes after thirty… well, I’ll keep you posted. 😉