The monumental birthday has been celebrated. I debate the usefulness of this blog.
I also debate the usefulness of Facebook, but am loathe to fully depart from it.
I used to bemoan the fact that my inbox was full of jokes from my auntie. Now my inbox is full of sales info for things I don't need. I miss my auntie's stupid jokes.
I can't remember the last time I got a real letter.
On the plus side, Frank & Lucy still amuse. The Man is still a gem and The Boy (who is no longer a boy, but a man fully grown) now has a real job.