It’s my birthday, bitches
Friday, July 22nd, 2005Go Willy, it’s your birthday. It is two days away from my birthday. It’s a special time. I will be 28 and I’m not excited about being closer to 30. Although everyone tells me that life begins at 30. I don’t about you but I have lived and if life begins at 30 I’m curious to see how the next 12 years will turn out. I’m sure it will be crazy. Good times. Also, my wife got me Hoopla for my birthday. It is the best game ever. It is made by those guys who created Cranium. They are millionaires from a game where you mold things out of clay. Who would of thought? Hell, I should create a game where you create things out of empty beer cans. I could make a dog humping another dog out of empty cans of Bud Light. That would be fun, right?
Anyways, I will be celebrating the big day on Saturday at Ripper’s Pub and Joe’s Tavern in Bethlehem on Broad Street. For those of you, who actually read the Moment with Will, join me for good times. I will be at Ripper’s Pub first and then onto Joe’s Tavern.
I don’t have much else to say except that I had my third and final interview for the job I have been talking about for the last two months. I will update everyone in a week on whether I got the job or not. In fact, I will take a picture of my face when I hear the news whether it be good or bad news.
Hopefully not bad news or I might be working at the Limited Too with Joe Pipe.
Joe Pipe is an asshole.
I got nothing else to say.











