For those keeping score, my eldest daughter has been allowed to live to the ripe old age of ten, as of today. A spa day, a Snuggie, and a cell phone were hallmarks of the day. (Yes, she has her own phone now, lojacked up, of course.)
So to my daughter, upon reaching the turning point of our base 10 numerical system, I wish you a happy birthday, and another awesome year.
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This hasn’t been widely promulgated by this point, but ought to be.
For the first time in a long-ass time (a decade, or nearly so), my home won’t be host to new year’s festivities. Owing to a crazy rehearsal schedule AND the fact that they have a place large enough to support a gathering of size now, we’re hauling to Pittsburgh this year.
Please edit your itineraries accordingly.
States are now 0-for-31 on allowing gay marriage by referendum. I wonder how many civil rights referenda were defeated in the 50s and 60s before folks realized that rights aren’t something that can be voted on.