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Cake day: June 25th, 2023

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  • A very long time ago, and much less technologically advanced:

    I went to boarding school. We had a little bit of a propensity for sneaking out of the dorm at night.

    New dean comes in our senior year and installs alarms on all the exits.

    Our senior year time capsule contains the controlling keypad to that alarm system that wasn’t even functional for twenty four hours.

    I’ve no doubt that today’s teens possess the ingenuity to bypass if not completely disable this thing.









  • I don’t live in a civilized state with legal weed, but I can get the hemp derived delta 9 gummies at any smoke shop, and they do a damn fine job (until Ken Paxton gets a hard-on for criminalizing them anyway)

    Since I’ve had easy access to cannabis that I don’t have to smoke, my desire to drink has plummeted.

    I’m not gonna tell you that I’ve quit drinking. I’m not even gonna tell you that I’ve quit binge drinking.

    But I am gonna tell you that I was once that guy who centered his entire existence on “when can I start drinking?”

    Today, without any interventions, without any criminal charges, without any AA, without any conscious decision, I’ve somehow become entirely indifferent to alcohol.

    I’ll buy a twelve pack of beer here and there or a bottle of whiskey. Used to be either would be gone the next day. Now it’ll take months (plural) to get through either one.

    Downside: I’ve been a whole lot less social without the lubrication of alcohol. Weed doesn’t make me social. It puts me to sleep.

    Upside: I’ve pretty much ceased all alcohol related bad decisions. No more sorting through texts from the previous night or having to apologize.

    Really big upside: No hangovers

    Young people don’t have my decades of experiences to arrive where I am today. Seems like they’ve found the equilibrium without first having to pay to price of alcohol consequences, and good for them.









  • This one is a true story:

    I was in Dallas Love Field with my daughter several years ago.

    I said, “You know, this is where John Kennedy landed only a few hours before he was killed. Show some respect and try not to make an ass…assin of yourself.”

    Roughly fifteen years later her eyes still haven’t come back from rolling into the back of her head

    I’m still proud of myself for coming up with that little airport joke on the fly