Last Friday, I turned 36.
To some NoCamo readers, that is ancient. To others, it is not. My favorite remark so far is by frequent commenter Ward Walker, who referred to me as a “youngling” on Twitter (and I replied at the time, “I’ll take it.”)
But this birthday is hitting me in a different way than my others.
I’m not feeling old exactly.
But I feel like I’m on the outskirts of OLD, looking over yonder at it. And OLD’s border is in sight. (more…)

