Hello firty-one

For my birthday this year I decided it best to surround myself with family and delicious food. In the span of about twenty-four hours I consumed large portions of massaman curry, pad thai, spring rolls, hamburgers, French fries, ranch dressing, fish tacos, cheesecake, and chocolate.

{That's provolone cheese y'all!}

And did you know this was in existence?

Thanks to my in-laws now I do.

There was also an encore visit to Sundance (Park City).

I was careful to follow all of my previously mentioned guidelines from last year, except I forgot the most important thing: my sunglasses. I have never felt so vulnerable in my life. Naked eyeballs are a major no-no at the Sundance Film Festival and I believe my blunder is the number one reason we saw zero celebrities, unless you count the guy who is in some Cash 4 Gold commercials.

Or a dressed up moose, and perhaps Rosie O’Donnell in a blonde wig.

And possibly Mr. Eko but 99% probably not.

If I had had my shades that would have been less awkward because everyone knows sunglasses are mostly used so we can stare shamelessly, with a little more dignity.

The biggest crowd of the day was gathered around this: a big dog. Look it’s a big dog!

 

But it wasn’t all for naught. Eventually I got asked to audition for a reality T.V. show (which I turned down of course, but it's the thought that counts), got some hot chocolate,

got accosted by a lady,

and finally got spotted by the paparazzi. The whole no sunglasses thing I think threw them off.

And there may have been some tomfoolery with Samuel Adams’ armpits.

All in all I’d have to say it was a fine way to start my one-and-thirtieth year. Cheers!

P.S. I got my so desired new vacuum, and there have been reports that I was found vacuuming at inappropriate hours of the day because I love that dang thing way too much. No comment.