I’m officially 33 years old today. I’ve been told that 33 is a good year, because it’s how old Jesus Christ was when he was crucified. Yikes. That seems like a bad thing. Just to be safe, I’m not wearing any sandals this year. I don’t see any Romans outside with nails or crosses, so things are going pretty good so far. I can say that 33 feels pretty good. I’ll keep you updated…