Becoming An Old Man
It’s almost March 25th again.
According to Blink182, “nobody likes you when you’re twenty-three.” So I’m glad that’s over.
But Neil Young asserts, “Old man look at my life; Twenty-four and there’s so much more; Live alone in a paradise; That makes me think of two; Love lost, such a cost; Give me things that don’t get lost; Like a coin that won’t get tossed; Rolling home to you.”
Not sure if that’s an optimistic outlook for my twenty-fourth trip around the Sun. So here is what want from you for my birthday: a better theme song for me to hum this year.
The Wikipedia entry for the number 24 might offer some clues. Or, you can ask Gallup, who says that 50% of my friends are married or cohabiting (neither for me). The Navy has some fitness standards for me. Here are some party ideas and gift ideas, none of which sound as good as watching UK demolish Cornell tomorrow night while drinking good beer. We can also celebrate some great March 25th events, such as the Verizon/Skype launch, the end of the slave trade in the British Empire, or Greek Independence Day. I’ll be sure to invite some other 325’ers, like Béla Bartók, Aretha Franklin, Elton John, Tom Glavine, and Danica Patrick.
OK, musical friends, what will it be?