Hooray
Yup, the big 28. Throwing a bit of math over it, you get 2+8=10=1+0=1. An essential number. Even Nostradamus foretold this day, and that’s how I knew I shouldn’t throw a barbeque party in the backyard (besides the point that I only have a 1.25 by 2.5 (3 I you throw away the mess) balcony, it IS raining cats and dogs). So if all of you didn’t get an invitation to my birthday party, don’t worry, it’s intended this way.
Back to the essentials though, I’m still healthy, and my wisdom, though immeasurable, has still grown throughout the year. And to prove it, here’s the motto of today:
“Don’t congratulate me, send me cash to my p.o. box instead.” Wow, that even almost rhymes.