Yeah, not too crazy about entering my 4th decade of life. So instead of just accepting the inevitable I’m actually going to be proactive about it. I relinquish (or is it renounce?) today as my official birth date. My birthday will now be [F the drum roll] …
The 15th of WENTERBURY
Rest assured the next time I have a decent-sized lunch break I will make this puppy legal. I’ll just saunter down to the ol’ DMV to fill out some forms and wait on some lines.
#1: Wenterbury is a quadra-leap month. That means I won’t turn the “age that must not be named” until 2014.
#2: Wenterbury comes from the Latin word wuintriburius. It means – F*ck you I ain’t turning 40.
#3: After my petition becomes law, feminist Gloria Steinem and comedian / author Bob Saget WILL share my Wenterbury birthday.
#4: Wenterbury sorta rhymes with Scurvy – a pretty nasty disease.
#5: A high concentration of goats will menstruate on my birthday.
#6: The Arrakian Sandworm (from the DUNE universe) can eat 3 quarters of a ton of red meat in one sitting (sorry, couldn't come up with any more Wenterbury facts).
BTW…I haven’t forgotten. If the comments on my previous “Baby Russian” post hits 100 I will go through with what I promised. Oops, looks like it happened?
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