Birthday coming!

So those in the know already know that my 28th birthday is fast approaching on Sunday. (The party's Saturday night at Velvet Lounge for those who didn't.) Perhaps as a symbol of my inevitable slow march to old age, my dishwasher arrived yesterday and never have I been happier. I am truly excited, feeling like a kid who gets exactly what he wants on Christmas morning. If that's not a symbol of getting older, I don't know what is. "Excitement for appliances" has to rank pretty high. But I don't care. Up until yesterday, "lazy on dishes" ranked at the top of the "Why is Max so dirty?" list. No more.

Here's a picture of me hugging the dishwasher (which looks like a huge microwave):



Look at that lower lip bite! I must be super-excited.

Some other things I realized this morning:
1. New appliances rock but are easy to stumble into when bleary eyed and not-so-bushy-tailed.
2. Referring to yourself in the 3rd person should only be reserved for sex. ex. "Rolfe is inside you now."
3. Three Iggy Pop songs in a row on my iPod during the ride to work is not only dangerous, but fun.