Happy Birthday To Me!

I have a tradition every year on this date. I stay up until 1:05 AM. Why 1:05 AM, you ask? It seems like a pretty random time to stay up until. Well, at 1:05 AM on May 27, 1984, I was born. I'm not sure how many people know the exact time of their birth, and I'm not even sure how accurate the time of birth is on your birth certificate, but I stay up until 1:05 AM just the same. I've been doing it for as long as I can remember, and this year was no different. I guess I'm lucky I wasn't born at some ungodly hour, like 4:30 AM. That would be a bitch to stay up for that.

Anyway, I have nothing else to say really. I'm going to my favorite restaurant, Outback Steakhouse, for my birthday. I've been there twice already this past week. I wish people would space out my birthday dinners a little more. I would prefer to go once every four months or so, instead of going three times in the span of seven days. I guess you can't look a gift cow in the mouth, or something. And it's also important to remember that people in glass houses sink ships. And a penny saved is worth two in the bush. And don't cross the road if you can't get out of the kitchen.

Okay, I would just like to leave you with a fun fact. Well, it's probably not that fun, but it is a fact! I was born on May 27, 1984. My sister was born on October 9, 1985. My brother was born on April 18, 1992. What do those three dates have in common? If you know your times tables, you will soon see the connection. The numbers 9, 18 and 27 are the first three multiples of nine. I wish I was better at math myself. If I was, I could figure out the odds of that happening to three siblings. Probably one out of a million (so you're telling me there's a chance). Ten internets goes to the first person who can tell me what movie that last line is from.

Well, that's all I have to say for now. You stay classy, San Diego!