If you are an OutKast aficionado, then you probably know that Big Boi's b-day is February 1, 1975, since he raps about it in 2 or 3 songs (West Savannah, Y'all Scared come to mind). I always bob my head and dig on those lines since he is exactly 1 year my junior. So Happy Birthday Daddy Fat Sacks.
So today it's official: I'm Larry Bird. 33, and almost as ugly (but no fucking outside range whatsoever). Someone once told me that both Jesus of Nazareth and Alexander The Great died at age 33, so my main goal this year is to simply make it to 34.
I really want these but can't find them anywhere on-line except eBay. Got the blue ones but really want the red uns. If anyone ever comes across them online let me know and that info alone will be a great present.
The best present of all? Tonight mi primo, the legendary Chris Smith, returns to SF after damn near 6 months in South America. Mucho cervezas will be consumed tonight, and we'll each have a bucket of red paint - it's a double celebration bitches!