Today is the 30th anniversary of my birth. It is also the 70th anniversay of the birth of another comedic genius, Bill Cosby. I don't think we'll be doing much for our birthdays this year. When you get to be our ages all you want for your birthday is some rest and relaxation, and some time away from the kids and the hussle and bussle of Hollywood.
Plus, for me, I celebrated my birthday two weeks ago. My parents with the aid of a couple of college friends helped me accomplish a life long dream of having a surprise party, thrown in my honor. This of course is one of the hardest dreams to accomplish because you can't throw one for yourself unless of course you're like that guy in "Momento." I'm really proud of myself that I was able to realize this nearly impossible life goal and all before I'm 5o.
Also ,I'm glad they threw the party when they did--back when I was 29 years and 50 weeks old. In those days I could party all night, and I did. Ahh, those were the days way back when on June 30th 2007. I drank and danced and ate a plate full of carbs. But, now that I'm 30 years old I just can't party like I used that. These body parts of mine just ain't what they used to be. It boggles my mind to think about what I was able to get away with 12 days ago. Maybe one day I'll get used to how fast time flies as we get older.
Anyway, I'd just like to wish me and Bill Cosby a very happy birthday.