Right back atcha, my fellow Aquarian!

It's this point in my life where I dutifully swallow this crazy concept: We've known each other over half our lives. My dear friend Julie turned 32 yesterday. The above photo captures us around 1991 in Bettendorf after Julie's family moved out east from Iowa City. My parents would drive me halfway to The Cove restaurant on I-80 where Julie and her mom or dad would pick me up for innocent weekend fun in the QCA. I still possess some fun memories of those times...boys, Jeeps, high bangs, and tight rolled jeans. Stupid shit like that. It's that stupid shit that still makes me giggle some 17 years later.

Happy Birthday Hoolie Hall!