Today is my birthday. I am now 30.
I'm at home watching the horseraces on TV; I have a growler of BBC American Pale Ale, some Ommegang Rare Vos, and my wife is bringing home Mexican food for dinner (I associate Mexican food with horseraces for some reason; I think its coz of Sante Fe Cafe around the corner from Churchill Downs). My sister and maybe some friends are coming over later, we're gonne watch "Logan's Run" and "The Wicker Man" after the Oaks.
That's the way for a great birthday.