Weekly Post de jour

There’s no return from 26. But I did make it quite a memorable weekend. A quick story to summarize my actual birthday party.

In My Mind: On the ride home from the night club I made polite conversation, upon returning home I briefly snoozed upon the couch before adjourning to my bedroom upstairs.

From the mouths of babes: Apparently I was talking very quickly in the car and was very sentimental and repetitive, including multiple attempts to convince everyone in the car that the club we went too was “the best place to go that you never go to” Upon returning home I was found on the floor complaining that my stomach hurt. To which I was brought a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Which after eating prompted me to go lay down in the bathroom. After several cold porcelain moments I returned to the living room and immediately passed out into a slumber so deep that my wife questioned whether or not she should take me to the hospital. Apparently after a vigorous shaking I mumbled something resembling coherence and barely made it up the stairs under my own power.

So 26 started with a bang indeed. I send out a big thank you to those who were there and took care of me at every step. I had a blast.

So onto the business of the middle third of my life. Life expectancy (age 75). Goals this year:

I consulted with my life coach MR. T, he looked into his crystal ball and said the following words.

1. Get your behind educated boy!! MCSE certification by 2008 fool!
2. Get yourself looking less dumpy chump shoes!! The older you get the more you need to work out! Drink your milk!
3. Save your cash sucka! Children are around the corner. Stay off the drugs!! Quit your jibba jabba!!

Wise words from a wise man and I appreciated the time he spent with me. He said no charge but he grabbed the 20 dollar tip out of my hand so quick that it became apparent he had not seen one in a while.

Lets talk with my spiritual advisor

The Wisdom of Gnarles Barkley

I’m afraid because I have no fear…..

Ah Cee Lo you always open my eyes. Maybe my sweetie has something to chime in?

Tiffisms

Think of grapes as nature’s chips…

Can’t eat just one eh?

So it seems my most trusted advisors have come to a consensus we are in the final four of my countdown to thirty. Specialize, optimize and organize are the themes of this year of my life.

A burning question….

Cheating in games. Are we bound to the same moral code of honor in a fantasy universe? Can we put the same moral weight on our decisions in matters of insignificance? Clearly a developer sets a body or rules and allows us into an experience. Are we bound to those rules? As an example everyone has their own home set of rules when it comes to games like Monopoly and have you ever played an honest game of Monopoly?

Final thoughts

1. I hate politics but enjoy presidential races.
2. Of the three what honestly makes the biggest impact in your life? Friends, Family or business contacts?
3. Pets exist to help us realize how ready we actually are for the responsibility of children.
4. As my generation is deeply afraid of clowns will this generation be afraid of global warming?
5. Rebels rarely have a plan beyond breaking a system.