6th annual 30th
It's officially my birthday again. I just turned 37. I like to call it my 6th annual 30th birthday. I'm not sure if you would technically count your first 30th birthday as the first annual one or if you woulda had to be 30 a full year before you could call it your first annual 30th. So I reckon it could actually be my 7th annual 30th. That would make the addition a bit easier. In any case when I was dating a check today I almost dated it 10/04/70. 1970 bein the year I was born. That was when it dawned on me that this could be considered my backwards birthday with it being the year 07 instead of 70. Nothin really amazing about that. It's just one of those things that make you go "huh".
My family took me out to an expensive restaurant. It was interesting. It was a lodge type set up with up scale food selections. I didn't have the heart to tell them that I'd have been just as happy with a much cheaper Chinese buffet. Tomorrow a lot of people are getting together at my factory and having a pot luck happy birthday lunch for me. It is kinda funny because it sounds impressive but they just really like having potlucks on Friday over there. If nobody was actually having a birthday that week it would still probably be pretty easy talking people into having a "Just because its Friday" potluck. But at least since it's my birthday I get to keep most of the left overs. Score!
Oh, and the music I'm currently listening to is the Vikings birthday dirge sung to the tune of the Volga Boatmen's Song. Lyrics are kinda funny. If you don't know the tune by name, you know it by sound. It's the depressing sounding Russian folk tune that nearly everyone has heard at one time or another. The resounding thud that follows each Happy Birthday!" is traditionally accompanied by a "HUHN"-like grunt. The sort of groaning grunt that workers lifting heavy loads might find natural.
Lyrics are here
My family took me out to an expensive restaurant. It was interesting. It was a lodge type set up with up scale food selections. I didn't have the heart to tell them that I'd have been just as happy with a much cheaper Chinese buffet. Tomorrow a lot of people are getting together at my factory and having a pot luck happy birthday lunch for me. It is kinda funny because it sounds impressive but they just really like having potlucks on Friday over there. If nobody was actually having a birthday that week it would still probably be pretty easy talking people into having a "Just because its Friday" potluck. But at least since it's my birthday I get to keep most of the left overs. Score!
Oh, and the music I'm currently listening to is the Vikings birthday dirge sung to the tune of the Volga Boatmen's Song. Lyrics are kinda funny. If you don't know the tune by name, you know it by sound. It's the depressing sounding Russian folk tune that nearly everyone has heard at one time or another. The resounding thud that follows each Happy Birthday!" is traditionally accompanied by a "HUHN"-like grunt. The sort of groaning grunt that workers lifting heavy loads might find natural.
Lyrics are here