40

The first of my high school friends turned 40 a coupla days ago, therein officially kicking off my own march to the dreaded birthday.  Christ.  At least I'm the youngest of my group of friends, so I'll get to watch them being plucked off first....First was Robert (or, as my mother called him "Wobbit').  Then will come The Gnat, followed by Michael (he of The Chinn Dome.) Well, it still sucks.  Grrrr.