Comic Updated September 15, 2008
Despite my best efforts, I am still thirty years
On the actual anniversary of my birth, me and
my immediate family -- along with my grandmother -- went out for a Chinese
buffet, something still moderately exotic to my grandmother, who gravitated
to the traditional Cantonese delicacies of mashed potatoes, chicken nuggets,
and macaroni and cheese. She has since stated great affection for the cuisine
of the Orient.
Sunday was the broader celebration, and many were
in attendance, eating, drinking, and being merry. I was there, too, and was
congratulated with many hurrahs on my longevity, regardless of the numerous
aesthetic ravages of old age upon my body.
Of course, the REAL star of the evening was Jason's
not-quite-3/4-of-a-year-old daughter, Annabelle, who arrived wearing a
Halloween-themed jumper and a tiny, black cap shaped like an owl. Much awww-ing
ensued. The child has all of a showman's natural instincts, except for the
foresight to charge for her performances. No doubt that will come in
And, so, here we are. I, thirty. You, listening
to me complain about being thirty. To both of us, I say: Get used to
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