Well I have safely arrived back on the East Coast and honestly....the 90 degree heat and 100% humidity snapped me back to reality from vacation land. It was awesome seeing my sister get married but it was just as disturbing to hear this following conversation:
Bro In Law: I'm going to go bang my new wife now!
(Other groomsmen voice various approvals)
Me: Fuck you!! That's my sister!!!
Bro In Law: Haha!!! That's right!!! I'm going to go bang your sister now!!!
Well luckily that was right after the wedding and I was already day 2 into a 3 day bender. Saying that, just let me doff my cap to any Canadian (and my new extended family) reading this. You fuckers can drink!!!! Holy shit!!! Glad we were able to make one of you hurl. Well regardless though, over the course of this trip, I did face my mortality....
I have officially hit the big 3-0. My lovely wife kept reminding me that I was an old man (compared to her that is). Boy it sucks realizing that I'm 30. I'm sure there are much older people out there reading this thinking that this young whipper snapper has alot more life to go. Thinking back on things though, I realized that my mind is shit. From about age 17 to now, everything seems to be a blur (I blame college but that's just my excuse). Eh, what can I say....I guess this old man still has alot more living to do. Regardless though, life moves on, I get older and greyer. Hopefully I haven't hit my prime yet and to remind me that I still have a lot of living to do, my wife and I celebrated with the king of seafood meals. If ANY of you ever travel to Seattle, I must say, Ivars is great for a late-night drunk meal but in my heart, the king of food belongs to The Crabpot. Holy shit can they serve some seafood. Yeah the meal is a little pricey but you'll see that they present the aptly named Seafeast (and completely worth it).
Happy 30th to me! Hahaha....as I saw what layed before me, my mind wandered and came to this one thought:
The sea has birthed her bounty onto my table and I am about to feast on the fruit of her loins.
Thank you Crabpot for making this new phase in my life get off on the right foot.
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Happy Birthday fair Sir, and yes, we Canadians can drink like a goddamn.
I had a good buddy in college that was from Calgary. The boy put whiskey down like nobody else I knew ... except for the 'tough guys' from Chicago and New York, but they didn't tend to keep it down.
The 'ole boy knew his weed, too.
Glad you had a happy one, big guy.
Happy Birthday, you young whippersnapper!
gettin all moist for your 30th? wtf man? i blame canada.
happy belated birthday and all but you need to party with someone other than canucks or your 40th will be a complete melt down.
You are going to die in seven days. I just can't tell you which seven, or if they are in any chronological or consecutive order. Maybe it would be easier to think about it this way: you've got at least seven days to live.
Uh, happy birthday.