Today I turned 38 and can only shake my head and smile about how blessed I feel. I thank the Almighty for my wonderful family and all bestowed upon me. I am a lean, mean, fighting machine, fueled by a powerful mixture of Scottish and Viking blood. I would challenge my younger teen-aged self to a bare-knuckled fist fight, but he would no doubt turn tail at the sight of this older man before him, a ruffian with a good-nature heart; a pie-eater with the sound knowledge that he knows nothing. I stand comfortable in my skin, a redeemable sinner, a very happy fellow indeed.
I am feeling so felicitous in fact, that I have brashly stepped out of the shadows of my usual anonymity for a moment to strike the Sean Connery pose, a sort of “compare and contrast” for those interested.
You never know what life will send your way. A rabid pitbull may be ambling through the streets at this moment with my name on his foamy fangs. It is all a mystery. It is all unknown. That is why it is so much flipping fun. I will cherish it. I will revel in it. Happy Birthday to me. I can truly say that on this day I feel like Bond…..
-Liberty and Independence