Today is my birthday. One the best things about being born on February 7th is that the Super Bowl falls on your birthday about every five years. This year is one of those years. Sure I'd love to be in Miami watching the game, but sitting in my pajamas and being with my daughter is heaven to me. I can't wait for the game and I am equally excited to see The Who perform at halftime. Pretty sweet birthday.
When I blow out my invisible candles today, I'll simply wish for The National to keep making music. It speaks to my soul. Especially today. I can't explain it. So I'll leave it at that.