Oh, these scrupulous yearnings...

The culmination of fireworks, birthday wishes, and several giftcards to various gas stations has left me feeling a little overwhelmed by the prospects of last week. I am not 20 years old - the big TWO DEUCE - and I feel nothing different (other than the fact that I haven't peed in six hours?)

Sharing a birthday with your country is like buying a slurry. The first few sips (in this case fireworks, parades, and general calamity) seem like a really good idea, but after a while, it gets to be just another day out of the 364 others just like it. 

This year did prove to be interesting though... A picnic at the Twin's place led into a musical venture at the US Cellular stage at Summerfest. Let me say, did it make a great end to my teenage years!

That's really all for now... Forgive the tireless jabber from this sleepless idiot. 

Until next time, Peace and don't forget to keep your stick on the ice.

__B