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Homecoming / Kenny Loggins Day

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It’s my birthday.  34!!!!

Crazy.  Not really.   34 has been coming for a long time.  Ever since 33 really.

But aside from my birthday this a normal day.  Work.  Come Home.  Exercise probably.  Maybe, since its Tuesday, hang out with a friend and Vegan Mac n Cheese.  Maybe.

Sam has class till late, so we’ll see.  Maybe I’ll just watch the Sabres game.

Anyways, Sam and I drove home this weekend (well my home) to Queensbury.  We’ve been dating for over two years and she’s never seen my home town.  So we drove on out there for my father’s 65th birthday and a weekend surrounded by family.  Massive amounts of nephews and niece time.  It was great.

If it hadn’t been so cold I would have liked to show Sam some more of Queensbury.  She saw my parents house, my sister’s house, a few restaurants, and part of Saratoga.  There’s more to be seen there.  Hiking in the mountains, Lake George, the hunting camp, the Hudson River, small museums and art galleries in Glens Falls, small diners and locally owned restaurants, and some speciality shops.  Just lots of little things to do.  That’ll we’ll get to when it gets above freezing and we’re in Queensbury.

But its good to be home.  Angelo is loving having us back.  And it’s my birthday.  Wooo.  Time to go to work and celebrate “KENNY LOGGINS’ DAY!!”  It just so happens that Kenny Loggins Day fell on a weekend, and as a hardworking american I need to celebrate my holidays during the week to get the most out of them, so today is the observed celebration of Kenny Loggins Day.  It consists of only listening to Kenny Loggins and explaining his awesomeness to all who will listen.

Time to blast some Footloose.

Less Than a Week

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Here it is less than a week until my birthday and I find myself wishing it was one of those years where I had no choice as for what I was doing for my birthday, like Carrie’s wedding or something.  I spent that birthday in the Pittsburgh Airport getting drunk at a bar by myself for hours.  As awful as that was, it almost sounds tempting as it takes doing anything big or special for my birthday out of my hands.  I don’t really want to do anything, although, seemingly the friends I have out here want to do something for my birthday.  They don’t quite get that I don’t care or want to do anything.

My birthday does nothing but make me reflect upon the last year.  It hasn’t been a bad year by anymeans, but I’m not sure I’ve made much life progress.  Things seem to have gotten busier and yet at the same time, duller maybe.  I feel like its time for upheaval again.  Or at least some adventure. But that requires someone to adventure with.  I’m not sure I have that someone right now.

I don’t know.  I’m still doing my daily drawings and have decided this will be the month to update my daily drawings page.  I haven’t posted since October.  It’ll be a little bit of an effort to get it up and running, but I’m sure I can.  Keeping it updated might be another matter.  I post from my iMac.  My 2002 iMac.  I can’t use my scanner with this guy, it needs a USB that it can draw power from, and isn’t compatible with this version of OS X.  I can use it on my laptop, but my laptop, while not being busted, is pretty close to it. Whatever, I’ll make it work.

I came home tonight and wanted a jack and coke.  I had two, and a whiskey on the rocks.  Its over a longer period of time (got home at about 6 tonight and its past 11 right now, not like I’ve drank to excess or anything tonight), but the last time I poured myself a whiskey on the rocks was a long while ago.  It sort of symbolizes (at least in my head) a time period of my life.  So I found it odd that I just wanted one, haven’t had that craving in a while.  Although whiskey is tastey.

Anyways.  Enough rambling.  Off to bed.  Well I have to finish my whiskey first.  Then bed.