Clear! Clear! I've got a pulse!

It's been a while. I could talk about why I've been AWOL for so long, but that's a rather dull story, and I doubt the two of you who read my blog want to hear about yet another dirigible escape.

I should probably tell you a little about myself since it's been so long since my last post. Kirsten and I are still in Cambridge. I still work for the University, and the Cambridge University Development Office. I'm still on the Database Team. So really, not much has changed.

I turned 30 not to long ago. People will tell you that 30's just a number. They'll also say that clowns aren't scary, and that they don't watch porn cause it's "silly". In other words, they're full of shit. 30 hit me like a ton of bricks. I feel different. Parts of me are starting to creak. Pwning bitches is a lot harder now. I'm starting to think how the kids today are out of control.

And your loved ones... well that's all changed too:

Typical phone call as a 20 something from loved ones: "Hi Kevin! I'm calling to tell you that you are super duper and not at all disappointing to me in the slightest!"

Typical phone call when you are 30 more like: "BABIES! Where are the FUCKING BABIES? This shit's not even funny anymore! What are you?!? Sterile!?!? IMPOTENT!!?! RAHHAGGHAHAG!"

Sadly, the only advice I can give you is something my father in law told me. "Kevin" he said, "Don't get old". And of course, I was too young and foolish to follow his advice.