I recently turned 32.  What does that mean for me? It means that it is no longer time to be 31, and it is time to meditate more and eat more soup.  
True story: my brother's new girlfriend comes from the town where they created hot and sour soup, she tells me.   My mother always calls it sweet and sour soup.  She seems to be confusing it with sweet and sour sauce.  

Pug or scrotum?

In other news, I've been learning a lot about project management and what it takes to be a PMP (project management professional.)  Would anyone like to PMP my ride?