Its my birthday....its true...and since it falls on a Monday, its slightly less exciting. (just wait...next year I think its a Wednesday....I guess I'll have to have my holding 29 the weekend before..that way I'm technically still 29).... That, and because I have kidlets. As all parents know, once you have to change shitty diapers on your birthday, they are never quite the same again.
I happen to share my birthday with several famous folks: (Actually there's alot more...but these ones were the most interesting)
1957 - Melanie Griffith, actress (Working Girl, Milk Money, Now & Then)
1963 - Whitney Houston, Newark NJ, singer (One Moment in Time, Bodyguard)
1964 - Brett Hull, Belleville Ont, NHL right wing (St Louis Blues, USA)
1968 - Gillian Anderson, Chicago IL, actress (X-Files)
1968 - Eric Bana, Australian actor
1974 - Tremayne Allen, tight end (Chicago Bears)
So if I happen to turn out anything like these folks....by the time I'm 50, I'll be a crack-addicted, alien searching, Australian hockey player with giant lips and a tight end. Oh well as long as I have a tight end it can't be that bad...right?
Never mind, apparently its a football term....well scratch that plan, the rest of it doesn't sound so hot.
I had a longer post planned...but that damn scanner is acting up again...that's what you get when you make it get along with a fax machine and printer too...I swear scanners are the biggest anti-social bitch of the technological world.