Humpday History Highlight
By Wyatt Earp | April 22, 2009
Yeah, I might as well get this over with . . .
April 22 – Mediocre Blogger Wyatt Earp Born In Philadelphia, PA
Hey, what the Hell? The clowns at The History Channel forgot to put the occasion on This Day in History, so I might as well toot my own horn. Of course, it is not easy for me because I am anything but a shameless self-promoter . . . Ducks lightning bolt.
40 years ago today, I was born at 5:47pm in Pennsylvania Hospital to Thomas and Kathleen Earp. Strangely enough, I was a sarcastic bastard from the get-go. Imagine my parents’ surprise when I turned to them and said, “This was the best hospital you could find? Most of these doctors went to state schools!”
The next 40 years went by like a flash, but there were a few highlights. When I was in the 4th grade, I took Second Place in a citywide spelling bee. The word I got wrong was tonsillitis. When I was in the 8th grade, I broke my right wrist playing baseball on my street. I slipped while running to third base. Two years later, I broke my left wrist playing roller hockey. Accidentally tripped by a teammate.
In high school, I spent most of my dating life with Tara Durkin. She was much too pretty to be slumming around with me. Then, I spent senior year with the class valedictorian, Denise Siwinski. She was much too smart to be slumming around with me. Then, a year out of college, I started dating my future wife. She was much too pretty and much to smart to be slumming around with me. The ring got her, though. I win.
My adult life was spent jumping from bad job to worse job before entering the Philadelphia Police Academy in 1994. I spent my free time playing ice hockey in adult leagues – with my friends, who are mostly childish. Heh. In 2001, my free time departed with the arrival of my first son.
In 2005, I started this blog, made a lot of internet friends and had loads of fun doing it. All so I could post this rambling story about my years on Mother Earth.
So, here I sit at the age of 40. I have a lovely wife, four fantastic kids, a terrific well-paying career, a decent blog that people actually read, and I can still play ice hockey competitively. Life is good.
UPDATE: Code Monkey sent me this e-card. I think it sums things up rather nicely:
SECOND UPDATE: Pretty darned good day. The missus bought me the Quantum of Solace DVD and landed me a birthday cake from Stock’s – probably the best bakery in America, located right here in Philly. The only real downside was that we lost our first playoff game, 3-2, in overtime.
Topics: All About Wyatt, HHH | 27 Comments »
April 22nd, 2009 at 12:51 am
Glad to hear life is good for you, Wyatt. I wish you a happy 40th birthday and many more happy birthdays.
April 22nd, 2009 at 1:04 am
Ha! Ya Pup!
Have a great birthday, Wyatt.
April 22nd, 2009 at 1:51 am
I hope you get good cake. Happy birthday!
April 22nd, 2009 at 1:52 am
Dancing rodents!
April 22nd, 2009 at 2:08 am
What the History Channel would have said: “On this day in history, blogger Wyatt Earp was born in Philadelphia, PA and we’re all going to die from the effects of man made global warming.”
Enjoy the view on the top of the hill because the side you’re about to head down gets real steep real fast!
April 22nd, 2009 at 2:08 am
Morgan – Thanks. My friend said that I should embrace middle age. I responded with, “Yeah, like I’m going to live to see 80!”
Jeffro – Pup? Why do my knees feel like crap?
Code Monkey – Mmm . . . cake!
AD – Thank you, sir!
April 22nd, 2009 at 2:12 am
I had my 40th birthday on April 16th. My friends and family didn’t make as big a deal out of it as I expected, fortunately, because I was expecting the whole black balloons and “over the hill” crap that a lot of people do. It’s still a strange age to turn, and realizing that you’re now in the next age range up on questionnaires sucks.
Just remember: Having a birthday means you survived another year of everything the world threw at ya!
Happy Birthday.
April 22nd, 2009 at 3:46 am
Enjoy your birthday! I hope this year brings unexpected blessings and lots of happiness!
April 22nd, 2009 at 6:10 am
Dude… you are SO OLD. What’s it feel like to be SO OLD?
(-;
I’ll be there at 4-0 in a few months myself.
Happy Birthday! You’re an oak Wyatt.
April 22nd, 2009 at 6:18 am
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April 22nd, 2009 at 6:39 am
It’s your birthday, toot as much as you want!
April 22nd, 2009 at 6:49 am
Jaaaay-zus, Wyatt, couldn’t you at least pick any other day to be born other than the liberals’ high holy day?
I still can’t get over that I’m old enough to be your mother. My own son will be 40 this year, and he also broke his arm playing baseball in 6th grade gym class. What are the odds?
Happy Birthday you cutie
…
April 22nd, 2009 at 6:54 am
Happy 40th Wyatt!! Hope it’s a good one for you…and many, many more good ones to come, right? All the Best, Sir…Jeff
April 22nd, 2009 at 7:53 am
Wyatt,
So far, so good!
A very Happy Birthday!!!
April 22nd, 2009 at 9:57 am
“Happy birthday zipperhead”…
April 22nd, 2009 at 1:12 pm
Have a great day and plenty more.
I still think you are the second luckiest bloke around.
April 22nd, 2009 at 1:21 pm
the big 4 – 0 !
happy happy and such.
April 22nd, 2009 at 2:01 pm
you broke your right wrist doing what??????! Baseball, yeah right! It had to do with balls alright! BWAHAHAHAHAAHA!! I just kill myself!
Welcome to the 40 Club! Happy Birthday Detective! Eat some cake for me!!
April 22nd, 2009 at 2:56 pm
At least you didn’t post a picture of yourself in your birthday suit.
Hope it’s a great day!
April 22nd, 2009 at 3:20 pm
Only 40 just a youngster. Take Care and God Bless.
April 22nd, 2009 at 3:49 pm
Welcome aboard the 40 train Wyatt…. Have a great B-Day…
April 22nd, 2009 at 8:31 pm
Happy Birthday!
Is that a Detroit Redwing -Hank Zetterberg jersey?
April 22nd, 2009 at 8:53 pm
Happy Birthday Wyatt!
April 22nd, 2009 at 9:21 pm
Happy birthday youngster. Hope this year is the best yet.
April 23rd, 2009 at 7:05 am
Recently found a b-day card I liked. On the outside it had a picture of a huge slice of chocolate cake and a large Martini.
It read: “What’s wrong with this picture?”
Inside: “Nothing. Enjoy your birthday.”
I hope you imbibed in both for your celebration!
April 23rd, 2009 at 7:41 am
Quit whining about turning 40 and happy birthday you bum.
April 23rd, 2009 at 1:35 pm
PhillipC – Thanks, and happy birthday to you as well!
RT – “Unexpected blessings” that ARE NOT children!
Woody – Thanks, sir. I don’t feel any different . . . yet.
GroovyVic – I’ll just blame it on the dog. Oh, you meant “toot” the other way.
Kitty – Thanks, dear! When I was in college, my idiot friends signed my cards, “Happy bEARTHday.” Ugh.
Jeff – Thanks! I’ll settle for enough years to see all my kids out of college and married off. Except the girl. She goes into the convent.
Mrs. Crankipants – Thanks!
Captain – One of the best lines in Full Metal Jacket.
Alan B – Then I better go play the lottery!
Brooklyn – Thanks much!
Sssteve – Done and done!
Doghouse – No, I’m trying to increase my readership.
Rick – Youngster? Tell that to my knees.
Sully – Thank you, sir.
Becky – It is, indeed. Great player.
BIG – Thanks much!
Jim – Me, too. Thanks, Jim.
Maggie Mama – Cake before our hockey game. Guinness and grape vodka shots afterward. Check!
Fiar – Sorry ’bout that. Thanks Fitch!