Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Like fine wine

I thought that I would devote some time to a topic that has been on my mind lately. Getting old. Now right away you're probably thinking "Cory, you're not that old". I know that I look like I'm 23, but I'm actually older than that. Recently I've started to feel older in my bones and joints and I don't like it. I've started to get a few gray hairs here and there, no doubt from being friends with Tapper. Living with Newman doesn't help either, because I'm constantly reminded what life cruelly has in store for me.

I remember being in high school and thinking that 30 was old. And it was old when Newman was 30 (Just kidding old timer). But now I find myself totally out of touch with the young people of today. I'm the guy that gets mad at young people making noise when I'm trying to relax. I used to be the guy making the noise. And I was really good at making noise. When did this happen? I think it's akin to watching your kids grow up (not that I have any kids, that I know about). It happens gradually over time, so slowly that you don't notice until it's too late. And you come to the realization: I'm fucking old. Not as old as Newman or Collin or Wayne. But still older than Tapper and Dick.

Luckily, men have ways of dealing with getting older. And since I can't afford a fabulous sports car, I'll have to settle for looking at pictures of impossibly hot young girls that I've downloaded from the internet. Maybe getting old isn't so bad after all.

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