Today is the 38th anniversary of my arrival into this world, and I have prepared to commemorate the event in a manner befitting someone who has just undergone root canal therapy and has several overdue assignments in need of completion…

While I am celebrating having made it to this ripe age despite myself, I plan on raising a Firestorm tumbler or two of dollar store juggalo juice in honor of Mike Sterling, a good pal and a fellow March 13 baby.

 

(Anyone interested in sharing in the festivities should check out the first entry in this post’s comments section before 11:59 PM on St. Paddy’s Day…)

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