Go, y0mbo, it’s your birthday! Go, y0mbo, it’s your birthday!

Yeah, 31. I finally caught up to my wife again which means no more old lady jokes until May.

This hasn’t been as bad of a birthday as turning 30, which wasn’t even as bad as turning 29. I really felt old then – “I’m almost 30. Gasp! But as Wil Wheaton put it, 30s are way better than 20s anyway and I completely agree. I know what issues are important to me and how to use what I’ve learned up to this point. I’m not exactly sure where my place is quite yet, but I know God is setting that up.

Anyway, here’s some stuff that happened on this date in history. The one item I didn’t know before was that today is also Carrie-Anne Moss‘s birthday. Being a big fan of the Matrix trilogy (new trailer for Revolutions is out, btw), I think that’s pretty cool; although I probably wouldn’t  have said anything if I shared a birthday with Keanu Reeves.

My sister, who is pregnant and a teacher, wrote me an email today.

This is my last week of freedom – next week it’s school! I’m trying to practice getting out of bed but have been unsuccessful. However, this will probably be the last summer I will sleep in for at least 18 years!!!!!!!!!!

I so badly wanted to make some joke wondering if the reason she’s unsucessful at getting out of bed is because she’s pregnant.

But I thought better of it.

I posted here instead.

Kids are mirrors of their parents’ language at this age. Much like a computer, if you put garbage in, you’ll get garbage out.

Last night we were eating pizza. He wanted another piece, but couldn’t get the slices apart. I reached over and ripped the piece free. After handing it to him, I did my best muscleman impression and shouted “ARRR! Hulk SMASH!” – just like his Hulk-Hands.

He looked at me seriously and said: “Dad, you are pushing the envelope.”