Well, it happened. I made it to 40. From here on out everyone who’s famous will be younger than me, new music will be not as good as old music, and I’ll start to hold illogical and increasingly-angry beliefs about younger generations.
I made this video a week ago, and somehow it ended up on a lot of strangers’ algorithms, so for the past week I’ve been getting happy birthdays from random people from all over the world.
It was so nice of Obama to narrate that. I didn’t even tell him to say the part about sending me money at venmo Ryan-Bradford-2!
Anyway, thank you for continuing to read. I started this newsletter 5 years ago around my birthday, and it’s been nice to have an audience who still cares (however nominally) in what I have to say.
Hippo Birdie Two Ewes! 🎈 🎈
I know you’re not that old, but it still works!
That’s one key to resisting the evil forces of inertia-keeping a complete amygdaloid storehouse of bizarre, solid memories. ❤️
Happy Birthday Mr. Awkward!