Point To Ponder

I know this is a little bit early … okay it’s a lot early … but there has been a thought in my head that just needs to be put down on paper.

I want a party.

On January 31st, I will hit the big 60. Sixty years! In teenage terms – that’s ancient! And while that number tends to freak some people out, I see it as the perfect excuse for a party – and I want one.

All of you are invited.

I don’t care if we’ve never been formally introduced or not, you read this column on a regular basis, you know me. Besides, what’s to know?

(I’m not that deep)

Now, the last time I had a birthday party, my wife was q...