At 4 p.m. today, I turned a year older. Now that, to use the Spanish locution, "I have 52 years," I can finally claim to be playing with a full deck.
Of course, I’m sure there are those who will continue to disagree with that assessment…
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Well Brad, Let me be the first blogger to wish you a Happy Birthday. You now have had 52 years to gain wisdom and a thicker skin, which the latter you sorely need to be in the blog or print media spotlight as you are. I don’t agree with all of your positions but commend you for your well thought out statements. Now, at this point here’s hoping you are about to watch the next show of House, starting within about 2 minutes. Enjoy!!!!!!!!!!!
Hippo birdie two ewes.
Congrats on hitting the big 5-2. Middle age isn’t great, but it sure beats the alternative. It gives me a kick when some young jackanapes starts spouting off about the world in general to remind him or her that I was paying my own way when his (or her) parents hadn’t started dating. Besides, by the time you’re 50, if you haven’t had the smugness kicked out of you, it ain’t gonna happen.
I can finally claim to be playing with a full deck.
A full but humorless deck. Now you can start working on the jokers and go wild.
Happy Birthday.
Belated Happy Birthday!