Exactly twenty years ago, at around 10:30PM, my mom gave birth to me in a hospital in Flowood, MS. I have come a long way since then, but not far enough to drink.
Here's to another decade (hopefully quite a few more), and all of the fun that will come along with it. Because let's face it, turning twenty is the last time hitting a new decade is cool; hitting thirty is so bad it sends one into a "crisis." (Which also happens around 40, I think.)