That I turn 60 today.
The bad news is that that's dodecenal, base 12.
In dog years, I'm about 10. But in tortoise, I must be 135, so I guess it all depend on your point of view.
Note to self, go wash the feet of a beggar and throw some coins at the poor.
Postscript: Oh, and my sister Sally sent me this.
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