Birthday 2014

19 Feb
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Previously: 2012, 2013

It’s my birthday today. I am thirty eight years old.

I had dreams of being pulled out to sea by storm waves. Woke up early and went out to the park. Neighbor was walking his dog. Told me there was a big car wreck down on Stadium Way. Went to the top of the hill to look. Cold fog hung around the trees. The evergreens were dead and brown. Marked with an X in spray paint; the city’s gonna come cut them down. Scotch pines. The tree my dad planted in the yard to commemorate my birth. That one was cut down too. Across the valley a murder of crows roosted on a dead eucalyptus. They were 500 yards away but as soon as I looked they flew off. Down on the road, fifteen fire trucks. A station wagon had hit a palm tree. It was spun around backward, crushed. All four doors laying on the grass, cut off by the jaws of life.

If I’d been looking for a portent for the coming year, well… fuck. Only thing that could have been more on the nose would have been the clouds forming my name and a big middle finger. Good thing I don’t believe in that shit. I rubbernecked long enough for my coffee to finish brewing. Then headed inside to drop a deuce. I’d eaten bleu cheese and arugula. The shit was historic. This was my portent. This year I will move mountains.

18 Responses to “Birthday 2014”

  1. Anonymous at 12:29 pm #

    Happy birthday, it’s getting better man.

  2. Clint Barton at 1:32 pm #

    Happy Birthday DT

  3. Laguna Beach Fogey at 2:01 pm #

    Apparently that shit’s more powerful than tea leaves.

  4. Atlanta Man at 2:05 pm #

    Happy birthday. The big three eight, I always thought I would have so much at this age. George W Bush did not get sober till 40 , so it is always the beginning .

  5. Wald at 2:39 pm #

    Happy Birthday.

  6. [startscriptplugin]

    Refsource: Expulsion-From-Womb
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    Refsource: Happy


    Well, DELICIOUS TACOS you made it another year! That’s great! Well, I mean, it’s great if you consider it an accomplishment when this stagnant, drear, intolerable “Life” business we are all forced to participate in on this shithole planet flips over another year like one of those old split-flap alarm clocks turning over. Yeah, I bet you even woke up today feeling a little bit excited. Despite all your cynicism and misanthropy, a little part of you – that little part that dime-store psychologists like to refer to as the “inner child” – perked up just a little a bit. “Hey, today’s my birthday!” you thought.

    Well, Happy Birthday, and try to remember that in the end no one fucking cares. That’s why this message is automated. It’s completely impersonal, just like every other relationship that you and everybody else in the world gets to have in your listless, worthless, shitty and now one-more-year past-it’s-prime lives. So go ahead, eat some cake and play some of your favourite records today as you add another notch onto the social odometer of age that we all use to validate our fucking valueless existences.

    Anyhow, have a Happy Birthday, DELICIOUS TACOS!



  7. nc at 3:16 pm #

    This year, you will change for the better DT – a slow uphill climb

  8. Michelle Morgan at 5:16 pm #

    I knew it was your birthday and I was going to send you an e-gift but there were no alcohol options.

  9. Hunt Gather Write at 6:57 pm #

    I don’t believe in that shit, but I believe in this shit.

  10. philipseymorhoffman'sghost at 9:19 pm #

    “This year I will move mountains.”

    my nigga

  11. Ben at 10:55 pm #

    happy birthday dude.

    move mountains = finish novel, become a published author, get with a funny & sexy girl, settle down with her.

    meet you on the other side.


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  12. BB753 at 5:32 am #

    We share the same birthday, bro! Cheers!

  13. Anonymous at 12:06 pm #

    your writing, which i stumbled upon while sort of annoyedly clicking through the manosphere, is moving and pertinent. i check often to see if you update. i love this. hi.

  14. K-hole (@kaywhole) at 8:21 am #

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  15. Anonymous at 10:43 am #

    I dig.

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