Happy Birthday Matt!
Today is my brother Matt’s birthday. He’s 40. He’s having a little trouble with this anniversary. He would probably be mad if he knew I was mentioning his birthday on my weblog, but he doesn’t read it, so it’s OK. In fact, I once had a discussion with him about this weblog, and he considered it sort of perverse that someone would write this stuff for everyone to read.
The two of us lived together one summer when I was in college and he was just out of college, in Ithaca, NY. We lived in about a fifth-floor walkup, and the last flight was incredibly steep, like Rapunzel’s tower – you almost had to hold onto the handrail to haul yourself up. The apartment was above a stationery store, and I was always worried the giant 3-D pencil they used as a logo would snap off and kill someone in the street below. Matt used to order plain-cheese Domino’s pizzas for dinner – and this was back when Domino’s didn’t even try to make anything resembling food. I also recall we almost killed each other during a fight about the proper way to fry bacon.
Funny the things you remember.
He’s incredibly smart, talented, and funny, and I love him dearly. Have a great year, Matt.
Pass on congratulations. Forty is survivable, so far at least.
Happy Birthday to your Brother!
I also remember having that same conversation about maintaining my journal/blog whatever you want to call it online. But I figure it’s lasted longer than any other I began.
I look forward to reading more 🙂
What will you give me to stay quiet?
I can’t believe I forgot to call him on his big day. I will be sure to mention what triggered my memory:)
that was nice you were wrong about the bacon