So last night I saw David Byrne on the eve of my 29th birthday. I felt like I was matriculating into adult times. But I want to be the kind of adult that Byrne is. The kind who isn’t afraid to dance like a kid who’s been put back in his crib because it’s naptime.

I’ve had a rad birthday, not the WHOOOO birthday of a drunken early twenties kid, just a satisfied, happy, yo soy contento con mi y mi amigos birthday. Like a test monkey who shies away from bad past experiences I tend to shy away from holidays and birthdays, too much expectation. The good news is I got a really thoughtful present from ma lady (a gold chain) and got to see David Byrne play last night and talk about bikes at the bar thereafter.

Birthdays are like the superbowl of facebook and text days, and everybody’s made me feel loved. I want to reciprocate that.

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