I’m on my last flavor

Turning 30 last year was kind of a novelty thing, the kind of thing they make episodes of Friends about, sort of weird but also sort of cool and grown-up sounding. You’re not really “in your thirties,” you’re just in this shiny little pocket dimension of transition where there is some housework and debt consolidation but mostly ice cream.

At some point this morning I got sucked out of that little twinkly star and landed indisputably in my actual thirties, although I am wearing pretty much exactly what I did all through high school. It started a little after midnight, when I got two automatically generated happy birthday emails from the NJ Pine Barrens and the Joe Rogan fan club– mind you, they’re both online forums I joined last year specifically for the purpose of researching stories. But even so, you should probably take a good hard look at things when your first official birthday greeting in a given year comes from Joe Rogan.

Fortunately, when I got up I had a really nice jacuzzi bath and discovered that Aaron had hidden in my bag a new one of these, which is now sitting adorably next to my phone at work. Unfortunately, when I opened my much-anticipated splurge of a breakfast platter, it turned out they had dumped meat all over it. Seriously, giant sausage slabs on the top, and bacon mixed all in the homefries. At one time this would have been delightful, but I haven’t eaten meat in more than two years, so it was a major buzzkill. But at least I got some toast, and the basket of raspberries I bought through some divine foresight of the meat pile that was to be. And now I won’t be weighed down for the vegetarian “soul food” restaurant we’re trying tonight. I appreciate the inherent oxymoron, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to seriously get down with some Southern fried chick’n.

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  1. aaron

     /  October 17, 2007

    You have lots of flavors left; you haven’t even touched the beets.

  2. Mmm, raspberries. Happy birthday!

  3. AuntieK

     /  October 17, 2007

    Is it October 17th already? How did that happen? That must mean it’s almost the 21st! I’d better get cards. And, oh, yeah — Happy Birthday to you.

  4. I’m sorry – you lost me – Joe Rogan has a fan club??? One that ir organized enough to have a contact management system?? Surely, you jest.

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