The age of exponents

I turn 32 tomorrow. I'm trying to amuse myself about it all by noting that you can also state my age as two to the power of five. Thinking of it this way, not only lets me say a smaller number when ask my age, but it also makes me look like an enormous nerd. Like almost legendary levels of nerd.

Things have been busy. Largely good busy, but so much so that I haven't had the usual time available to gripe and grouse about getting older. I came up with the mathematical revelation about 32 in March for someone else's 32nd birthday. Really, this has not been my best neurotic effort.

Or perhaps it's just not that big of a deal anymore? I don't really have that yearning need to have the world stop and reflect on the wonder that was my birth. I'm more in the zone of having a pint with some good friends and reflecting on the wonder that I pulled of another year without doing something epically stupid.

Yay me. :)

HRH