Maybe I'm not that old

A couple weekends ago, I was out scouting with a couple of the other basketball coaches. These guys are 40-year-old balding men, mind you. Also, I hadn't shaved in over a day. We decided to eat at BW3's before the game, and had to sit in the bar to get a seat. So what immediately happens? I get carded.

I've been getting grief about this ever since. I mean, come on...

Anyway, we've gotten a ton of snow dumped on us the past couple of days. I shoveled twice yesterday, and have just as much snow--if not more--to move today, just to get out of my garage. The one cool things has been that the local cardinal population seems to love the tree outside my kitchen window--yesterday there were seven male cardinals on it, plus a bunch of females. That's a lot of birds!