Like Hell I can’t. I’ma grown-ass man.

I’d like to start out today by wishing all of you mommas out there a very Happy Mother’s Day. If it wasn’t for your uteruses, none of us would be here. So, thanks, I guess.

So, like many before me, yesterday I donned the trash bag gown and cardboard cap of the “educated” and went through the hazing of public ridicule known as graduation.

In good form, I wore my lucky shirt and Chucks to ensure my safety. I was actually told by someone that wearing my All-stars to graduation took balls. Really?! I just thought they’d be comfortable. Especially given how uncomfortable the rest of the get-up was.

After the ceremony was over, I got stopped by a friend of mine who was filming for the news and they interviewed me, gravely voice and all. I can’t find the video anymore, but here’s the write up. Just know, that when I said “righteous” and was really saying “bitchin”.

After graduation, I did what I always do after a milestone in my being grown-up, I spent a lot of money on Legos. The best part, it wasn’t my money. Well, technically is was my money seeing as how people gave it to me for graduation. Whatever. I spent it on Legos.

My mommy got me the Bat Cave. Because she loves me.

I want to say thanks to everyone who has given me support and/or money over these past 13 years of college. I wouldn’t have been able to afford my $2 PhD in Heresy without your help. So, thank you for your time, your money, your clothes, and your motorcycle.

Okay, I have to go put pants on. I have stuff to do today. Pray to Batman that WBA pulls their shit together and stops letting Norwich walk all over them. Sigh.

More soon. ~SC