Some of you avid readers (how many blog posts do you have to read to be considered an "avid" reader?) might be thinking that I'm a straight-up hipster after reading that last sentence, but fear not. Here are five facts about myself to prove that I am not a hipster:
1. I don't wear glasses. Fake ones or real ones.
2. I wore Sperrys today.
3. I don't own a single record.
4. My haircut is symmetrical.
5. My favorite movie is The Princess Diaries.
The only thing about me that could potentially be described as "hipster" is my taste in music. But then I could tell you that I not so secretly jam out to Taylor Swift with relative frequency and you would be convinced when I say "I'm not a hipster" I mean it.
So there you have it: the standard "here is a little bit about myself" blurb.
Next up: what will this blog entail?
To tell the truth, I have no idea. I named it "The Daily Trinket" because my intention is to simply write about random "trinkets" that pop into my head each day. However, after rethinking it I realize that I should probably have named it "The Occasional Trinket" because the likelihood of me posting here everyday is slim to none. Alas, we live and learn.
Anyway, here is my trinket for today:
When does it become too late to wish someone a happy belated birthday? A week after their real birthday? A month? Six months? It would seem impractical to wish someone a happy belated birthday more than six months after their birthday because at that point it would be closer to their next birthday, so you should really begin wishing them a happy early birthday. Hmmmm.
Well folks, that's all I've got for you today.
Adieu.