I'm a sucker for those "year in review" shows that pop up every December. So while I was in the shower last night, I spent a lot of time thinking about my decade in review. My twenties were every bit as transitional as my teens; a lot of major stuff happened in my life. I got married (24), became a dad (27), graduated from college (22) (ha, I'm just kidding about that college thing - nobody cares about that anymore), and got my first full-time job (22).

Other notable moments include buying a house (26), buying an iBook (25), and starting this blog (27). I got my first digital camera (21), met a guy worth $750 million (25), and went to my first PGA tour event, where I got to see Tiger Woods (26). He's so dreamy! While we're talking golf, I shot my career low score of 81 (24), I had my USGA handicap index down to 11.2 (25), and I played a course outside of Ocala, Florida that had amazing replica holes from several famous courses (20), and got Natalie Gulbis' autograph (23).

I ran my first 5k race and ate my first McGriddle (25). I was part of the second largest crowd to ever watch a game at Beaver Stadium - 109,313 (24). That was exactly two weeks before I got married, and exactly 10 days before I watched the twin towers fall (24). That was an action-packed few weeks. I said "please stop putting that pasta in your hair" for the first time (29), I held a live snake (23), I joined my first ice hockey league (22), and I got my first big promotion (28). I became an uncle for the first (23) and second (28) time. I shook hands with former President Clinton (28), got subpoenaed and testified in a criminal trial (26), and learned the tango (24). I bought an iPod (27) and got a tattoo (22). Gotcha! No tattoos. Just checking to see if you're still with me.

I got my first "press pass" for a major sporting event (24). My second press pass was for the first - and only - NFL game I've attended (25). I tried sushi (26), calamari (28), and Special K Protein Water (29) for the first time. I started sporting facial hair (28), got published (29), had someone ask me who I hire for lawn service (27), and made my first trip to Vegas (26). I chickened out of going to my 10 year high school reunion (28). I watched almost 10 straight hours of TV coverage on December 31, 1999 (22) and went on my first business trip (27). Seriously mom, I don't have any tattoos.

All that, and I made it the entire decade without getting a speeding ticket. (Though I guess I still have to drive to and from work today, so I should maybe keep that a little quieter.) I've decided - primarily because I don't want to die and that's the only other alternative - that I'm ready to be 30.

On a side note, I just found out that Sarah Michelle Gellar and I were born on the same day, in the same city. Sarah, if you're reading this, give me a call and say hi! I mean, sure, the first half of Cruel Intentions is the only thing I've ever seen with you in it, but who cares? We're birthday buddies!