They say with age comes wisdom.
Well, today I officially become one year older...and yet I feel no wiser.
Sure, I know not to eat yellow snow or look a gift horse in the mouth. I can spout tired clichés about a bird in the hand saving nine or a rolling stone healing all wounds. I can quote Shakespeare (although not accurately), I can build Ikea furniture (and clean up after it falls apart), I can even change a tire (no really, I can).
But is that wisdom?After all, I still believe in the magical healing powers of a chocolate chip cookie. I still believe that booing Jaromir Jagr will cause him to mess up/fall down/get hit. I still believe that setting my clock ahead 7 minutes will help me to wake up on time. I still believe that people who claim to like NASCAR are making it up (they have to be making it up...right??)
And I still believe that the Caps will be hoisting the Stanley Cup within the next decade.
Looks like that wisdom may take another 25 years.
(By the way, take a moment out of honoring my mere presence in the world and check out OFB's ongoing coverage of the IIHF World Championships below...the lucky dogs.)