Today is my birthday. Woohoo! I’m not a big fan of celebrating myself, but I am having a gathering of friends for drinks on Friday, which is the most I’ve done since my sophomore year in collage when I turned twenty-one.

The strangest thing that sticks with me about my birthday is March 9, 1997 when Notorious B.I.G. was killed. Yep this skinny white kid cared more about Biggy being killed then when Princess Diana or Michael Jackson passed. Sorry MJ fans. This same skinny white kid once knew every word of Hypnotize. I forget most of it now, but today listening to artists like Vampire Weekend and Miike Snow, for example, I still have to say Hypnotize is one of my favorite songs of all time. Plus the video is so ridiculously epic (…and so 90s).