Yeah, detox is a good idea. In theory. But it’s my birthday in January. That means only one thing. Time for Champagne.

This year, I’m as old as Jesus. Quite an achievement in itself. Granted, I haven’t achieved as much as Jesus H. Christ. But you know, there’s always February. Life is too short.

Then there’s Easter. I can hear the tap, tap, tappity tap of the crucifying nails already…