Yesterday, I turned 38. (Am still somewhat in denial. For instance, I first typed that as “28.”) Among the festivities of the day was Lamb of God’s last show in Richmond, before they head out on their big tour with Metallica. It was a great show, about which more will have to be written at a later time. (I’ll also have to finish this later – hopefully tonight. Had no idea there’d be so many people to include. Damn, people can be nice. UPDATED: This is done.) For now, though, I must share this: when I came home from the festivities and looked in the mirror at the All-Access guest pass (thank you Randy!) attached to my dress.
Written on the pass was the date: “24-Nov.” But the reverse image, as reflected in the mirror, looked like it was spelling out the word, “Young.”

