Two days ago, I officially became 30. This is the only birthday I actually felt something. I dont want to call it fear but it deffintly bothered me. Even 2 days later I still feel something. I guess I am just old.
I started my weekend with bowling on Saturdayday and then drinking a lot of shots at the bar. Luckily I survived and did not have a hang over. This is good since I had to get up early on Sunday to go to St. Louis.
At noon I entered my first Poker Tournament at a Casino. There were a hundreded people and I got knocked out around the 30's. I feel pretty good about that. Didn't win any money but I had fun and lasted a lot longer than some.
Afterwards I met up with some friends of mine, Stephanie and Melissa. We ended up exploring St Charles and walking down a brick laid road. There was an art festival going on. Kinda cool. Endedup checking out art and antiques and then have a great meal at R.T. Wiellers.
The next day I ended up in Kansas City. Here I met up with and old friend of mine from high school. Actually she's an old friend of
percussivebunny as well. Maria looks as young as she did back in High School. It's been about 11 or 12 years since we last met, and I've changed quite a bit with the facia hair and added (cuddly) weight, but she was as I remembered her. We ended up eating at Cheese Burger in Paradise and then checked out the local mall Legends. We also ended up at Nebraska Furniture outlet looking at furniture and tiles. Now some might think looking a tile is boring. And yes it is boring but believe me when I say this. I was not bored. Catching up and talking about old times made the expierence very enjoyable. I had a great time.
So I made it to 30. Didn't expect that. Guess I should raise my goals a little higher. Okay how about 40. Thats a good number.