no longer the answer
Totally didn’t post on my birthday yesterday. Oh well. Lots of my friends sent me well wishes on social media, which is where so much of the action is these days. I’ve been posting things in this space (and it’s predecessor) for fifteen years now, I kind of run out of things to say.
So, 43.
I usually save my reflections for the end of the calendar year, though my year as the answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything wasn’t bad. I released two records with two different bands, played a bunch of great gigs, successfully graduated a kid from high school and sent her off to college, got marginally better at being an IT program manager, rode a few hundred miles on my bike, enjoyed many great adventures, and lost over 70 pounds.
I’m also kind of down today, depression’s a bitch. Birthdays and kind of missing my kid (who started official classes today) will kick that off, but I’m getting through it. I successfully faked being outgoing for two hours during a big multi-agency dog and pony show (I can manage to give good phone when I have to), and I’ll get through the rest of this week.
I have a gig and a rehearsal with the Humdingers this weekend (I’ll post about that tomorrow), and Dragon*Con coming up next weekend, so I think I’ll have plenty to distract me.
Here’s to another year of interesting adventures.
