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Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Still No Gray Pubes! Woohoo!

...Though the salt in my pepper has been slowly migrating from the sides of my head to the top... Slowly.

It's my birthday today!  I'm old.  Well, older than I want to be.  I may have said this before, but I'm at the age where I can't really impress anyone anymore.  Like, I remember being a kid, and hearing about successful athletes who were only 20 years old, or college kids inventing ______, or a 27-year-old entrepreneur bathing in liquid gold after selling the domain name http://www.midgetjizz.org/ (I have no idea if that's a real URL; click on that at your own risk...and report back), or whatever.  But now, if I do anything, it's like, yeah, big fucking deal; you're supposed to do shit.  Now get back to work, you unimpressive, expectation-meeting turd!

Anyway, I was talking to my buddy and the aforementioned depressing thought process manifested itself as, something along the lines of . . . "Fuck."  And, sensing my disappointment, this mensch of a friend said, "Dude.  You're still picking up 19-year-olds; you have nothing to worry about!!"  Hell.  Yes.  God bless him.  I feel great!

Also, the Knicks got me Carmelo Anthony (of the famed, inner-city Baltimore "Stop Snitching" campaign) for my birthday!  In my decades of loyalty as a Knicks fan, this the only thing that prick, Dolan, ever did for me.  Well timed, at least.

[If you're wondering what the relevance of the picture is, don't strain yourself.  It's just my birthday, and that's what I wanted to look at.  With a little (a lot of) luck, I will be following something very similar up some stairs this evening...]

4 comments:

  1. Well Well... You Finally hit the dirty 30's.
    or was it 27? I'm not scrolling up to find out.

    Ham-pee Burp-day.

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