Another Damn Thing To Make Me Feel Old

Tuesday is my birthday. 

And really. I'm trying not to obsess about getting another year older.  At least not all of the time.  

Have you noticed all the lip service these days to making people feel younger? 

30 is the new 20;

40 is the new 30; 

50 is the new Bruce Springsteen.

And really, I do have a young spirt, so sometimes I forget that I'm old.

Like the other night.

I was having a drink with a friend at a long table in a pub.  A few snot-nosed punks, probably with fake ids, asked permission to sit down at our table.

"Sure," I replied.  "As long as you don't mind our bizarre conversation."

"Bizarre?"  Snot-nosed punk exclaimed.  "OMG.  I've never heard anyone else in the world use that term except my mother.  Did you grow up a hippie in the 70s, too?"

Note to self:  Use the term WHACK from now on.

STAY TUNED:  A Birthday, A Blogoversary, and a Breakup

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Not What The Midlife Crisis Doctor Ordered

Ever have one of those days when everything was clicking along...you're caught up on the laundry, the cable guy came when he said he would, you returned the overdue DVDs, the recent snowstorm negates the need to scoop up the mound of poop in the yard, your oil change was indeed jiffy, Family Night at the Book Fair (which includes snacks) takes care of dinner...

and you're driving along feeling that on-top-of-the-world kind of successful feeling. Yes. I. Have. Done. It. All. I. F-ing. Rock.  

And then you see this billboard:

I hate that, don't you?

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