About a month ago I had a birthday. I got older. I'm not embarrassed or ashamed--I turned 38 this year. That's not a good number, but it beats stopping at 37.
Anyway, I got a number of gifts (even though I tell everyone not to buy me anything), from gift cards to cash to clothes to mysterious packages in the mail. Jam and Brigadoon gave me season one of Jericho on DVD.
I keep meaning to call them and thank them for the gift, but there's a problem.
I'm too busy watching fricking Jericho to call.
I'll get to that in about ten more episodes. But thanks.