Today is the anniversary of the first date with my wife. We went to Cheddar’s and to see a movie. We had no idea then that it would lead to greater things, we were just kids.

Now, because I’m an idiot (not to put too fine a point on it), it’s pretty much an anniversary that I celebrate alone. I alone feel it still matters, that it still counts.

Thirty years is a long time. Tonight, I’ll raise a glass to dreams.