The mandatory birthday entry

Every year I find out that I have the same birthday as some other really cool person. This year, I found out that Bonnie Parker was born on October 1. Too bad she got shot not very many years later. Also, Tom Bosley (Mr. Cunningham from Happy Days), Julie Andrews (from the Sound of Music. Also, played Pinky Tuscadero on Happy Days), and Jimmy Carter (39th U.S. President and Potsie on Happy Days) are another year older today. So happy birthday all around.

 

And now I'm going to waste lots of your time with these:

First of all: Barack Obama says he wants change. And yet he airs the same 2 minute ad every night during Jeopardy. If he were truly as big on change as he claims, he would consider changing at least part of the ad. But no. He's got the same message every single night. That's not change. That's more of the same.

Second: I was sitting in Numerical Methods class earlier when I realized that every single mathematical theory is in some way named after Newton. That's very greedy of him. Being smart enough to get so much math named after you is like getting to a 1st grade picnic 30 minutes before anyone else and licking all the cupcakes so no one else can have any. And there are still cupcakes left for today's mathematicians. But they're all coconut. Who wants to lick that?

People keep asking me what it feels like to be twenty years old. It feels the same. Every birthday clearly gets less and less significant. I remember my tenth birthday, standing outside and waiting for homeroom to start and feeling really old and mature. And thinking back on that now, knowing that I was just like every other ten-year-old kid ever, I realize how funny it is that ten-year-old kids think that they're even close to being mature.