these v o i c e s in my head

Wiser. HAHAHAHAHA No.

Double threes hit me yesterday, sending me into my thirty-fourth year. I don’t feel older, I just feel old. Though my wife doesn’t agree–she keeps telling me to grow up. Maybe in a few years I will. Or decades. Or maybe when I hit that ethereal state of Nibbana, otherwise known as Nirvana. Because I’m wise and meditative, and spend my free time contemplating the human condition.

If you count playing Ninja Gaiden 2 as meditative.

In celebration of my cellular inception, my wife/caretaker/ass-kicker purchased for me a Kindle, an e-book reader. I have dozens of them on my computer just sitting there because I hate reading them on it–it’s just not comfortable. So, I was tickled puce (like that, Benny?) when I got it. The screen uses electronic ink, and it really does look like a printed page. Better, really. It totally roxxors my boxxors. At least I imagine they would. I don’t wear boxers. (No, I don’t wear tighty whities, either, so no smart-ass remarks.) It’s not a pretty device–being an Apple dude, I’m a little spoiled to my electronics being a work of art–but it’s easy to use. Function over form. Maybe I’ll paint it blue and put unicorn stickers on it. Ooo… My Little Ponies! I still remember the goddamned theme song to the cartoon. Sisters suck.

It uses what Amazon calls Whispernet, which is really just a mobile service that uses the Sprint network. There is no fee to use it, and you don’t need a computer to buy and download books from it. They also offer a free service to convert html, Word docs, and pdfs to the kindle format–just email them to your kindle account and they send you a link with the items. Or for $.10 they send it right to the kindle.

Cartman would say: Kick ass. Kenny would say: mmbb mbmbbmmmm fffbbnnn

Happy birthday to me.