My buddy Mike (below, far left, glasses and 'stache—pic taken August 2018), the feared curator of Naked Villainy, turns fifty today. The Big Five-Oh. The ol' half-century.
Mike's away on a trip this weekend, reliving—according to him—his 10th birthday by road-tripping to historical sites he had visited when he was young. I ordered Mike a birthday present from Amazon before I knew he was going to be away; the package arrived on Friday, after Mike and family had departed, so it'll be waiting for him upon his return. Mike said he's been feeling rather blah lately; maybe it's the mid-century blues, or maybe it's something else. Here's hoping his trip down memory lane proves therapeutic for him. He shouldn't feel too sad: I'll be following him over the Cliffs of Fifty in another couple of months.
Happy Birthday, old friend!
*In undergrad, I majored in French and went through a certificate program to become a French teacher, which meant taking a slew of courses in linguistics and pedagogy, so in a sense, I do have a background, thanks to my French major, in what I'm currently doing in EFL publishing. But what I now do has nothing to do with my Master's degree, which is in religious studies. Just thought I'd clarify that point.
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