----Original Message Follows---- From: "Joe Earles"

No. I'm 31. Which is worse than being 30 but still better than being 32. Unfortunately I'll be that in a short 365 days, too, so what the hell is the point? They play the songs I grew up with on the nostalgia stations now.

Oh, my wife made me a cake. Which she can't eat. Because she's diabetic. Which leaves me to eat the whole thing. Or take it to work. I think I'll. Do that.

(OMG, the spirit of JIM is upon me!)