OK, I know that in
OK, I know that in reality I get older every hour, every minute, every second of every day. It’s just part of the reality of temporal mechanics. But conceptually and philosophically, one week from today, society, friends and family will get together and rub it in my face. They’ll all remind me that I’m getting older. That will probably depress me. But anyone who wants to help alleviate that depression can send me stuff. Make me feel loved. Or, if you’d rather, send money to help finance the Chucko San Pongo 2002 roadtrip. We’re going to drive down to Cabo San Lucas and make it ours. Give enough and you could have a ‘sponsored by’ sign on the relevant blog entries. Size and color will vary based on $$$$.
