I was looking forward to my birthday entry this year, because I thought I had finally outlived Ol' Dirty Bastard.
Turns out ODB died just before his 36th birthday, so I actually passed him *last year*.
It's pretty sad when you become older than deceased people who had the word "old" IN THEIR NAMES. (Well, technically "ol'.")
I guess we can take solace in the fact that ODB never lived to see the title of his seminal album parodied by a knitting site.
Anyway, I'm grateful for another year on Earth, and I will pour out some liquor today for everyone who died too soon.