two weeks after my 40th birthday i needed glasses. . .two months after my 40th birthday i discovered a small hernia over my belly-button that needed to be surgically repaired. . .seven months after my 40th birthday, while running from bees that didn't care for me mowing their fucking house, i knocked the last little bit of cartilage off of the bone surfaces in my right knee, now i wear an electronic device on both knees every night while i sleep. . .three days before my 41st birthday, my son was born. . .all-in-all, it was one of the best years of my life. . .enjoy!