Welp folks, I’m 40. Fuck everything. I can say in all honesty that I never in a million years expected to live this long. I’m not sure why. I feel … Continue reading The Newsletter: Issue #9
All of my childhood friends, as well as acquaintances from high school that have connected with me on social media I can assume for only a possible opportunity to one … Continue reading I turn 40 next month. I’m not dealing with it well.
Today is my birthday. I am, at my core, a Tax Baby. I’m not just saying that I was born on American Tax Day; I’m saying I’m high maintenance. Kidding. … Continue reading Today I Am 33. Or 133, Who’s Counting?
You all recall I’ll be turning the big three-OH in less than six months; on April 15th to be precise. Thirty is a huge deal to me, although it remains … Continue reading Dirty Thirty, Dirty Thirty
Yippy! This is my 100th blog post! Excitement abound at the Schmidt Ranch, and of course by excitement I mean me (in pajamas) skipping around the house and sipping an … Continue reading Magic Number 100, or things I want to do before I turn 30