Greatest Birthday Present Ever!

On my 7th birthday I got a new bike.  On my 10th birthday I got a set of drums.   On my 15th birthday I got my first guitar.  On my 18th birthday I got a car.  On my 21st birthday I got to buy myself 21 shots, got hosed off completely naked by the 18 year old sister of the girl I was dating after puking on myself, and got to sleep in the bathtub of said girls' parents' house.  

To celebrate my 25th birthday, "Go Skateboarding Day," and the summer solitice/pagan holiday, the state of Kentucky has given me a gift I could have lived without -- the opportunity to take a Friday off of work, drive 8 hours (one-way), and spend entirely too much time in the hell-hole of Mayfield, KY to renew my drivers license.  Talking to the DMV today on the phone quickly reminded me of why I only go back to West KY for Christmas. 

I would much rather be leaping across bonefires to promote the fertility of animals and crops with all the other pagans.