The
Wonder Bread truck driver must have been
playful this morning. Cutting
bleary-eyed through back
parking lots this morning, i got to
witness him turning around - but instead of a simple U-turn, he
looped twice around the parking lot island.
you were born
and so you're free
so happy birthday
Happy birthday
blowdart! i remember when
my father turned 30 (i would have been - nine). He was so
bothered that he was getting old, my mother warned me not to
tease him. So of course, i made him a card which read inside
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, OLD MAN! When you're nine, it doesn't get much funnier than that.
Anyway, now he's older, i'm older, and i call my parents "the kids". It seems they're younger than many of my peers. And people my age (or younger!) call themselves old. Feh i say to that! Feh! (insert necessary cliché here) Or as a friend of mine once said:
Ha! Fuck youth! I'm old!
And remember: if you were a
caveman, you'd be dead by now, so do loop-de-loops whenever possible. And write your friend in
Kuwait a letter.