Happy Birthday To Me

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Apparently turning 23 officially makes me Grady, hence the picture. To all of you calling me an old man: Like the man in the picture, I’m pointing a finger at each of you, only the finger I’m waving is located in the middle. Smile now.

But seriously, if there’s any gift all 12 readers of you could give, it would be to help spread the word about this blog.

A while ago I read a list of the most powerful people online and I wasn’t on it — a part of me died inside. 🙁

At a recent magazine conference organized by the Queen-To-Be herself, the founder of Young Black and Fabulous told the audience that she made her blog as popular as it is by constantly asking readers to spread the word. So, on my birthday, do me a favor, and invite people to read the cynical rants of a young writer hopefully on-the-come-up.

*In the most southern twang imaginable* C’mon nah. It’s my birthday. Nothing says love like solicitation. 🙂

Oh, you could buy me a drink, too. I’m just saying.

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