Rage, rage against the dying of the light. AKA, I am turning 30.

In 30 days (okay 31 days), on the 30th of April, I am turning 30. For some this day in their lives fills them with dread and dispair. I'm not sure what I feel about it yet. All I know is that all those 30s in a row makes me want to party.

I was contemplating what epic party to throw, when my copywriter came up with this crazy idea that was so crazy that I could not resist: 30 parties in 30 days.

How I'm I going to pull this off? How will my liver survive? What makes a party a party? You'll just have to wait and see.

As Dylan Thomas said "Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light."


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