Double Nickels
I can't believe that I'm fifty-f***ing five years old!
One of the curses of having a great memory is that I can recall things that happened fifty years ago.
55?
Seriously.
I'm pretty sure that I can get the discount on breakfast at Denny's now and while that feels embarrassing, it's the goal, right?
"You're getting old!" People will say all day.
And I think:
"Yeah, I want to get older too."
What is disconcerting about another trip around the sun is that now I catch a glimpse at the obits...
...and I am prone to do that for a long moment every few days or so...
...and I think:
"That guy is younger than me."
And sooner or later I will reach an age where people will think:
"He had a good run."
Hope to, anyway.
I don't recall too many specifics of too many birthdays...they've all sort of run together.
At ten years old I was on a bus to an away football game where I sat on a bench in the cold and the highlight of the trip was the oranges I ate at halftime.
One of the team 'stars' said:
"Those are for the guys that play."
I secretly hoped he'd choke on his.
On my 13th birthday, Reginald Martinez Jackson hit three homers in Game 6 as the Yankees won the World Series over the Dodgers. I swore he did it for me.
On my 40th birthday the Yankees pounded the Red Sux as we all drank beer. The win that day gave the Yankees a 3-0 series lead.
They didn't win a 4th game in that series.
On my 50th birthday we went away for a couple of days and I sat in a hot tub.
55?
Who knows?
Kathy says that I can cook whatever I want for dinner.
One of the curses of having a great memory is that I can recall things that happened fifty years ago.
55?
Seriously.
I'm pretty sure that I can get the discount on breakfast at Denny's now and while that feels embarrassing, it's the goal, right?
"You're getting old!" People will say all day.
And I think:
"Yeah, I want to get older too."
What is disconcerting about another trip around the sun is that now I catch a glimpse at the obits...
...and I am prone to do that for a long moment every few days or so...
...and I think:
"That guy is younger than me."
And sooner or later I will reach an age where people will think:
"He had a good run."
Hope to, anyway.
I don't recall too many specifics of too many birthdays...they've all sort of run together.
At ten years old I was on a bus to an away football game where I sat on a bench in the cold and the highlight of the trip was the oranges I ate at halftime.
One of the team 'stars' said:
"Those are for the guys that play."
I secretly hoped he'd choke on his.
On my 13th birthday, Reginald Martinez Jackson hit three homers in Game 6 as the Yankees won the World Series over the Dodgers. I swore he did it for me.
On my 40th birthday the Yankees pounded the Red Sux as we all drank beer. The win that day gave the Yankees a 3-0 series lead.
They didn't win a 4th game in that series.
On my 50th birthday we went away for a couple of days and I sat in a hot tub.
55?
Who knows?
Kathy says that I can cook whatever I want for dinner.
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