Well, there you have it. It’s midnight so it’s May 8th. My birthday. I’m fifty years old. Bring on the existential dread. Happy effing birthday.

Well, there you have it. It’s midnight so it’s May 8th. My birthday. I’m fifty years old. Bring on the existential dread. Happy effing birthday.

The following quote comes from The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams…
“Good morning,” said Deep Thought at last.
“Er… good morning, O Deep Thought,” said Loonquawl nervously, “do you have… er, that is…”
“An answer for you?” interrupted Deep Thought majestically. “Yes. I have.”
The two men shivered with expectancy. Their waiting had not been in vain.
“There really is one?” breathed Phouchg.
“There really is one,” confirmed Deep Thought.
“To Everything? To the great Question of Life, the Universe and Everything?”
“Yes.”
…
“Though I don’t think,” added Deep Thought, “that you’re going to like it.”
…
“Tell us!”
“All right,” said Deep Thought. The Answer to the Great Question…”
“Yes…!”
“Of Life, the Universe and Everything…” said Deep Thought.
“Yes…!”
“Is…” said Deep Thought, and paused.
“Yes…!”
“Is…”
“Yes…!!!…?”
“Forty-two,” said Deep Thought, with infinite majesty and calm.
As of today, the number forty-two is both the answer to the ultimate question of life, the universe, and everything…
And it’s my age.
Forty-two years ago today my mother was screaming to all who would listen that she really wanted some damn pain medication. Sorry mom.
All in all, I think I’d prefer it be my 22nd instead of my 42nd, but I’ll take it.