Three birthday cards, my lowest ever outing. Depressing, ain’t it? Even more depressing that the highlight of my day and my only birthday present was me buying a book in Borders about buying a small business. I have officially gotten “old”. The shame, the shame. No CDs, no musical instruments, no electronics, no computer games – at my own request, of course. All the interest I could muster was in a frigging book. But then what do you buy a man who has everything? Nothing…
Then cake…
Old Man Lock