Think convergence.

I’ve been living according to the Thai calendar since 1988.  It is the year 2548 in Thailand now.  This adds 543 to my age, however I don’t look a day over 35.

Also, no matter how hard I try, I am unable to grow a moustache or beard.

Put that in your pipe and smoke it.

Except:  I was a year ahead in school, so I’m at most two years closer to 40 than you.

And I’m mighty well-preserved, if I do say so myself.  So if we get into how close to 40 we look, my money’s on me getting in a little neener neener action of my own.

Besides, as I kept telling people Saturday, I read in a magazine not long ago that 50 is the new 30.  Which means that I’m still way under 30, but much smarter than I was in my actual 20s…

Neener neener.

Not only have I been drawn here by making the same error that you did with Mike/Matt Taibbi, but I, too, overlooked my blog anniversary [yesterday] as well.

Happy anniversary to us, then, my fellow blogging narcissist.  Happy anniversary, indeed.