Every year on my birthday I like to buy a new suit. A birthday suit if you will. And not just because it sounds funny. Suits are the one thing that all guys need, but never get around to buying. This year, I got my birthday suit at Tatters. It’s a suit from the 70’s with some subtle embroidering on the lapel. It's basically a brand new forty year-old suit, as it even still has the tags on it and has never been hemmed. It looks like this:

Now that my birthday's over, I guess there are other things to do around town. Along with Rock the Garden, there’s a bunch of cool stuff happening this weekend. 80’s Karaoke at Chambers seems like it will be fun, if only because I like the incongruity of going to a really nice hotel and belting out some hits from Wham! on Father’s Day. To add to the confusion, I think I’ll even wear my birthday suit.