Thoughts on Being 21: Happy Birthday Too Me!

The times they are a-changin’.

This post seems to be older than 17 years—a long time on the internet. It might be outdated.

In case you missed it, my 21st birthday was on January 31st. This weekend has really been the first time I’ve had a bit of time to relax and actually celebrate. Dad came out, which was awesome. On Thursday night we went to the Yard House with Kurt Boatright. A really spiffy place over in the Colorado Mills Mall complex. We went again on Friday evening with my uncles Kit Keifert and Danny Weber. The Fish and Chips are pretty good.

Kurt asked a really interesting questions: what has changed now that you’re 21.

Not a whole lot really. It’s the 21st time I’ve been around the sun and my life from a day to day perspective really hasn’t changed. The obvious benefits are now that society has somehow magically determined that I am now wise enough to legally consume beer. Most rental car companies feel that I am now all of a sudden a more responsible driver. I get carded a lot more now, I think I was only carded a handful of times right after I turned 18 when I went to go see an R rated movie (never mind the fact that I’d been renting them at Blockbuster for ages).

I can gamble now. Not that I have the patience for that, but the option is there.

Thanks to everyone who sent me an birthday card, Facebook wall post or message, email, text message, or phone call…or took me out and got me wasted (Dave, I’m pointing to you).

I really do mean it though. I had an awesome birthday.