30 for 30...

For a long time i was worries about turning the big 3-0.  Where did my 20s go?  It's been a fun 10 years... but i think that the next 10 will be even more fun.  Would i want to even be 20 again?  Not really... i'm over that.  It was fun.  It was crazy.  I'm ready for a little direction and stability.  Not saying my 30s won't be fun and crazy.  Just at a higher level of existence.  The adventures will get better.  The gnar will be taken to the gnarth power... gnar to the gnar. 

At dinner with my parents i was mistaken for someone in high school.  I'd say that's a pretty good start to being 30.  The baby face that plagued me in high school now is a good problem to have.  And as my uncle put it... any year you have a birthday is a good one.  And hope for another the next year.  And this coming from a guy in his late 60s going on his late 20s.  A kid at heart... and always has been.  An adult.  A goofball.  And totally awesome.  So now come my 30s... bring it!  GNAR!

Thanks to everyone that made the weekend amaizing! 

PS- rule 1: for every article of neon clothing you wear... subtract 1 year.  I think i'll be a teenager for quite some time...