23.

Isn’t September a wonderful month? The fall decorations are out in the stores, the Pumpkin Spice Latte is being served at Starbucks, and guys named Isaac James Anthony are turning 23! Overall, a good month.

 

I’ve always enjoyed the number 23. When I was young and the thing to do was have a favorite number, I decided on 23 because it was the number of the incomparable Michael Jordan.

 

 

“Isaac, I didn’t know you were into basketball!” you say?

 

I’m not, but I did see Space Jam more times than should have been socially acceptable in my youth.

 

 

I also played basketball for six years in elementary school. Are you shocked?

 

My first game, I spent 30 glorious seconds shooting, unguarded, at the other team’s basket while my team waited for me at our own basket. It was like a dream.

 

So yeah, that happened, and here we are, and now I’m 23! And one year closer to being able to drive a rental car.

 

A guy can dream, can’t he?

 

Bottom line: I like my new age. What’s not to love about 23?

 

I’ve never cried when someone gave me 23 pieces of candy.

 

It wouldn’t be a terrible thing to win 23 dollars in the lottery.

 

William Shakespeare was born on the 23^rd of April. Ain’t nothing wrong with that!

 

Of the mysterious numbers in LOST (4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42), Jack’s number was 23. Yes, he had an anger problem and a martyr’s complex, but I always wanted him to pull through and be successful!

 

And who doesn’t love Psalm 23?

 

Yes, I do believe this will be a good year.

 

23, I got you.

 

-Isaac.