Turning 50

Which I did yesterday.

On a Sunday.

No way to ignore it.

No way to low-key it.

Two services. It's embarrassing enough to have a dozen people sing Happy Birthday to you. Try it with 180 people. Then do it again a couple of hours later with over 200.

And this is how I found my office:


Seriously, is this any way to treat an old fart?

More on turning 50 to come...