today is my birthday. i'm 34.
5 years ago, i had a small party at my then girlfriend's apt, which included my mom and some close friends. after the party, we went to workplay to see that other guy from uncle tupelo. he sucks.
10 years ago, i had to go to traffic court on my birthday, and i got railroaded by a cop who totally lied about me making a turn. my dad had died a week earlier, and i had a party at downtown disney/orlando with my room mate, mom and my gf at the time. i dressed really strange back then.
15 years ago, i turned 19. i was living in my stepfather's apartment that was annexed to the rock club he owned. i was working at the mall. life was good. i had a great party at home with all of my guy and girlfriends. my hair was super long. good times.
20 years ago, i got my first new, chrome, rock drum kit. my first band rehearsed in my bedroom on my birthday... lot of teens and adults did some heavy drinking. all of my best friends were there. i had a mullet. i said something smart-assed to my mom the next morning and got into hella trouble. 14. goddamn. honestly, that does seem like 20 years ago.
other than my mom, i don't know anyone from 20 years ago. i only know a few people from 15 years ago. tonight, i'm gonna watch tv. i spent all afternoon gathering up all of alison's presents. its cool thinking about someone else's birthday on your own birthday.
the beatles were so cool.