Visiting Buffalo is always full of peaks and valleys.  High spots and good times and down time that drags.  Its good to visit friends, to see old spots that were home, and people that make you miss being here.  On that point its three in the afternoon and I’m drinking a beer by myself.  That’s ok though, soon its off to visit Baby Squire and the smiles she brings (I suppose I’ll visit the Parent Squires – Sean and Missy – at the same time).

But while sitting here I am trying to figure out what to do about my birthday.  Its less than two weeks away.  Normally I say screw it, and do nothing.  I have a history of bad birthdays.  This one is on a Friday.  I’m contemplating driving someplace I’ve never been before by myself for my birthday.  Literally running away for a weekend.  Whats to stop me?

What I really need is a destination that excites me and at the same time isn’t a ridiculously far drive.  Say less than 4 hours, maybe 5 tops.  Chicago is five (although I’ve been there before).  Ann Arbor is three.  Indianapolis is 5, and Wussy plays there Friday night on my birthday, but I wouldn’t make it unless I took my birthday off of work (tempting).  Cinncinati is just over 3. 

Maybe the Wussy line of thought is the right way to go.  Find a show somewhere on Friday or Saturday that is within my driving limit and go to it for my birthday.  I think I’ll do some research this week and put wheels in motion.