Today is my nephew Matt's (aka Big Money) birthday. Not just any birthday, but his 21st birthday. Young Matthew has reached the age of legality. Oh good gosh, bartenders in Lincoln Park better beware.
Matt is a great kid, although I shouldn't call him a kid. Aside from his usual windsockiness in regard to sports teams, he is a lot of fun and a good guy in general.
We have stalked Jimmy Wynn, watched Cash Cab until our brains are numb, eaten chicken pizza until our bellies are full and have made Coke bets on everything imaginable. We have had a lot of great times and made some great memories. Matt also shares my love of fountain Cokes.
I love you, big man. Have a great birthday and fantastic year.