Yep.  Birthday.

I have exactly 365 days to become the answer to life, the universe and everything.  No pressure.

(And if you don’t get that reference, the Google result will be even more confusing to you.)

Jen is dropping Daphne off with the grandparents and meeting me at the office so we can attempt to go out for dinner like civilized people.  We haven’t been to Khyber since Daphne was born, so it’ll be nice to exit the land of ubiquitous Subways and Wendy’s and head into the city for some real Indian food.

Speaking of the suburbs, I saw what was quite possibly the most Texas thing ever on my way to the office this morning.  There’s a MASSIVE shopping center that’s being built along the Katy Freeway, and its anchoring stores are:

Golf Galaxy
Buy Baby Buy (Hard to believe this name isn’t a joke…)
Field & Stream
and
Destination XL

A consumption nexus for fat guys with kids who interchangeably enjoy both golf and killing things…   Yes, that sounds like where I live.

Anyway, this one is going to be short since I’m leaving work early for the aforementioned celebratory dinner.

See you tomorrow.

j.s.