I'll be 30 this Saturday. A 30 year old dad...something that just kind of crept up on me without me thinking much about it. Damn. Have I really accomplished anything? Have I done anything with myself? I have accumulated a bunch of crap, had some good times, made a couple of cool things and drank more beers than probably any man should, but have I done anything that would make my kids proud to call me dad if I were to die today?
Probably not...and I'll just become more of an asshole as I get older.
If you're around town, come celebrate with me at the
Firkin & Crown Pub on Saturday night. I'll be ringing in my old age with the nectar of the Gods and some alcohol-fueled billiards.
