Thanks, Gal and Inzil.
Sixty-one years old today. I can now officially....
1) Yell at kids for stepping on my lawn.
2) Start every conversation with a comment on the weather.
3) Walk into a room and forget why I went there.
4) Describe in detail why music has sucked the last 40 years.
5) Start debating on whether I can afford to retire at 62, 67, 70, or never.
6) Designate my daughter as my IT tech, because I gave up trying to figure out how this damn printer works!
7) Never worry about anyone asking for my ID when purchasing liquor....even if it would be good for my ego if they did.
8) Continue to buy CDs, because in the event of an Apocalypse everyone who saved their albums on the Cloud will be without music.
9) Start every conversation with a comment on the weather.
10) Find myself repeating something I already said.
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And your little sister's immaculate virginity wings away on the bony shoulders of a young horse named George who stole surreptitiously into her geography revision.
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