In a matter of days, this blog will be a year older. As will I. Last year on my birthday, my mum called with birthday greetings and then said, “Well, make sure you enjoy it, because after twenty-seven it all goes downhill.” Ah, bravo, thank you, Mowmy! A year later, everything’s the same, everything’s different. Sometimes it seems like I’ve spent a year just cataloguing food and downtown debauchery. Sometimes, that’s all you can do.