I'm always reminded of the young pirate in "Pirates of Penzance" who couldn't leave piracy and marry his sweetheart until he turned 21. But the poor fellow was born on Leap Day, which meant he'd be an old, old man.
Incidentally, I'm not here as much (or on Facebook) because I have my own blog. It's mostly about art and God and squalor (I kid you not). When I finally get a chance to figure out my digital camera, it'll also be about architecture and the natural beauties of Michigan and Ontario. (The latter DOES include you, Ghoulie!)
If you're interested, here it is:
http://jmbalconi.stblogs.com/