It seems as though the themes this year are weddings and departures. Several of my friends have walked down the isle and another two have decided to depart this fine city of Pittsburgh for warmer, but hemispherically different locations. With Tim in Ghana, it was time for yet another going away party last Friday. One of our good friends, Craig, decided it was time for him to head west to Sunnyvale, California. As a point of reference, he is the graphically decorated and sophistically stylish man on the right in the picture to your left. I sure hope that our Steel City evangelist, Sienna Miller, had nothing to do with his decision to join the "govinator" in California.

As far back as I can remember, I don't recall anyone orchestrating a surprise birthday party for me. Heck, I can't even remember the last time I actually went out on my birthday. Sure, I'd go out for other people's birthday, but I always stayed under the radar when it came to my own. Well, that all changed about a week ago. A number of my friends secretly devised a master plan and succeeded in pulling a fast one on me despite my belief that I knew about it the whole time. Normally, I would be posting this as a story in my "yet to be developed" story section of the site, but until then, this blog will have to suffice.