On my 60th birthday, I am going to take my birthday scratch-off lottery ticket money and move to San Diego to start a website called Large that only publishes comics, humor, fiction and understandable poetry with more than 17 syllables. And I will pay the writers in Hot Tamales candy because money ruins everything. And I will be admired by sea lions when I lay on the beach. And I will change my name to Ma. And then realize that Ma would be very confusing so I will change it Groovebomb. And I will need a Vice-President of Skeleton Stories, so you might want to brush up your resume.