Cool Things That Happened in My 30s, Part II

Draining a three-pointer from the corner in MJ's face (no, not THAT MJ) in my 19 seconds of court time in a pickup basketball game; after two trips up and down the floor I hollered "sub!" to a baffled Watty, who had barely made it over to the bench to sit down and rest. By the time play resumed I was already showered, dressed, and waiting at the Diner next door for what I'm sure was a gargantuan breakfast.