As Soon as Your Born your Die-eye-ing.

Birthdays, here's what I know. The first one was NO FUN. very stressful for everyone. everyone was quite relieved when it was over. The baby birthday's are fun. Lots of happy people looking at you and giving you stuff. (but that's just business at usual.)

Then everything changes when you learn the words 'just wait for your birthday.' Then you realize your birthday is your own personal christmas. It goes like that until your 20th birthday. Then things start to change gears. Less presents more booze. add another drop of fear to every batch from here on in.

29 to 31 = exploding in slow motion. This is the breaking point. The rising fear balances fun somewhere around here and starts to over take it, kinda not sure to think about this whole 'age celebration' thing anymore. Can't stop the bus. Can't get one foot out the grave, can't really be surprised and yet there it is 'surprise!' And that's all I knew until my dad dropped this piece of wisdom on me in the car this morning:


'Your birthday starts to get scary when you can't double it.' He stared forward in half-amused detached bewilderment.

'damn...' I stared forward in half-amused detached bewilderment. 'Shit pops, that's the truth.'

'yup.'


Now I feel young again, in an odd kind of way. Anyway, I'm set for at least the next ten years.

Happy Birthday Dad.


Today's Song of the Day is "So What'cha Want" by The Beastie Boys off their 1992 album "Check Your Head."

Crazy Fact: Licensed to Ill was the fastest-selling debut in Columbia Records' history, moving over 750,000 copies in its first six weeks.

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