I kind of forgot to mention this, but I turned 27 on Monday. Way to go me...

I've had a string crappy birthdays in my 27 years of existence. Three birthdays were overshadowed by a national tragedy: Waco siege, Oklahoma City bombing, Columbine shooting; and one birthday spent at a clinic with my wife while she got her chemo treatment. I think it goes without saying that I should probably find a bunker out it in the middle of nowhere and camp out there for the month of April because apparently the world goes crazy a quarter of the way through the year.