So, I turn 33 this afternoon at 2:30. I don't think I'll be blogging much, if at all, today. I got laid-off from a gig about a year and a half ago and I've been running nonstop ever since. Your birthday is good time to lay back and reflect, no? Think about what I did right, what I did wrong, and what lessons to take into the next year. As my man said, that buck that bought the bottle could have struck the Lotto. I'll see you guys tomorrow.
UPDATE: One thing I do know: With every year a lose a bit of alcohol tolerance. Sad but true. I thought mine's was the lush life--I used to write music reviews with John Coltrane and Jack Daniel's. If I tried that now, I'd just fall asleep. Man, each year I get drier. How pathetic.
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