Happy Birthday, David Schneider!
David was a friend of mine in 2nd and 3rd grade in Germany. I don't know why I remember his birthday (maybe because it's a February birthday like mine?), but I do. Every year, without fail, I think of him and wonder what became of him.
D and I watched Super Bad last night. I wouldn't say it was (super bad), but it definitely wasn't super good. I could've done without all the f-bombs being dropped. There were a few funny moments and a few laugh-out-loud moments, but, for the most part, it just seemed the producers were going for the over-the-top raunch award. (Does that mean I'm old now?)