I couldn’t fall asleep last nite after I got home, so I started flipping through a catalog of random bizarre objects and t-shirts. I noticed that all the novelty stuff making fun of an aging birthday began with age 40. There are no products making fun of people turning 30. So I guess 30 really is the new 20.

The other thing that makes me feel better is what a birthday card I read recently said; there are many people turning 40 who would do anything to be you.