On my 40th birthday, I woke up to the best gift I could ask for: A text from my mother, who is learning how to text. This means that I receive excellent (and cryptic!) texts like:
"HAPPY 40TH BIRTHDAY!
wow, still cannot believe
it...
you and Curtis Jackson
50 cents share the date
talk to you later...
XOX
"
I read this outloud and it makes me laugh every single time. Who knew my mom was such a fan?
A week earlier Leigh had asked me if I'd be one of the DJs at her party. I was like "Uh, I don't know how to DJ, remember?" She was all "You don't have to beat-match and shit. Just bring a bunch of songs that you think will get people dancing. I'll take you over early and show you how to use the decks. It'll take twenty minutes." True to her word, she picked me up in a cab a few hours before her party was set to start, took me over to Luke and Leroy's (Here's the bday girl pulling a face)...
