That's me jumping for joy.
It's official. I've finally hit my prime. Thirty friggin seven. I don't know where the years went. It feels like just yesterday I was waking up late, doing nothing all day, and without a care in the world wait, that *was* yesterday. And now after a long, easy, fun day filled with birthday wishes I'm chillin on my couch listening to Smashing Pumpkins. See, I'm still the same dude I was in high school.
Sit. Stay. Roll over. from Eric Cantu on Vimeo.
He came through like a champ in that video didn't he? Yeah he did. Pamela is off in the Dominican Republic right now. That's one of her pics. She's headed back tomorrow. Looks friggin amazing. For whatever reason I've never been huge on tropical spots like that for vacations but that picture is changing my mind. Every picture she's sent looks like the background was painted. Crystal blue water and she said the highs were in the 80s every day. How perfect is that? So the girlfriend is having fun in the Dominican Republic, Guinness is always having a blast showing off his sweet skills for the camera, and I'd have to admit I'm a happy camper with my job, my house, and the both of them so that makes this birthday a success. I think it's natural to take inventory of where you're at on your birthday. You think to yourself about changes you've made, how you've grown as a person, and all I know is I'm still friggin Batman. (I've actually started signing my name on credit cards with the bat-symbol, cuuuuuuuuz why not? You know you want to).
My contribution to the Little Museum of Dublin
Speaking of Dublin, you wanna see my trip? Of course you do. Grab some popcorn, get comfy, and press play :) Happy birthday to me. Enjoy.
Ireland Trip 2014 from Eric Cantu on Vimeo.