No, I don't have any big plans for the day…
I'll be spending this morning working on my house, getting ready to have some people over this evening. It is time again for my monthly gaming night. Just a few of us are going to get together to play some games; have a couple beers; nothing too wild or energetic.How things change as we get older… time was that my friends and I would go on a real bender to celebrate my birthday (or anyone else' in the group). But as we all get older (at least in my case, I cannot say "more mature…" I have to settle for "Older.") we've become a bit more staid.
In the words of that great Jimmy Buffett song: "I'm growing older but not up!"
Wherever you are today, I hope you have something to celebrate!
Don Bergquist – February 16, 2008 – Lakewood, Colorado, USA
Growing Older But Not Up
Jimmy Buffett
(For people who don’t feel as old as they are and probably never will…)
I rounded first never thought of the worst
As I studied the shortstop’s position
Crack went my leg like the shell of an egg
Someone call a decent physician
I’m no Pete Rose, I cant pretend
Though my mind is quite flexible, these brittle bones don’t bend
I’m growing older but not up
My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
Let those winds of time blow over my head
I’d rather die while I’m living than live while I’m dead
Sometimes I see me as old manatee
Heading south as the waters grow colder
Tries to steer clear of the hum-drum so near
It cuts prop scars deep in his shoulder
But that’s how it goes, right to the end
Though his body’s quite flexible, that barnacle brain don’t bend
I’m growing older but not up
My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
Let those winds of time blow over my head
I’d rather die while I’m living than live while I’m dead
(instrumental bridge)
Now don’t get me wrong
This is not a sad song
Just events that I have happened to witness
And time takes its toll as we head for the goal
And no one dies from physical fitness
So what the hell, well take it right to the end
As the days grow more complicated the nightlife still wins
I’m growing older but not up
My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
Let those winds of change blow over my head
I’d rather die while I’m living than live while I’m dead
Let those winds of time blow over my head
I’d rather die while I’m living than live while I’m dead
Jimmy Buffett
(For people who don’t feel as old as they are and probably never will…)
I rounded first never thought of the worst
As I studied the shortstop’s position
Crack went my leg like the shell of an egg
Someone call a decent physician
I’m no Pete Rose, I cant pretend
Though my mind is quite flexible, these brittle bones don’t bend
I’m growing older but not up
My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
Let those winds of time blow over my head
I’d rather die while I’m living than live while I’m dead
Sometimes I see me as old manatee
Heading south as the waters grow colder
Tries to steer clear of the hum-drum so near
It cuts prop scars deep in his shoulder
But that’s how it goes, right to the end
Though his body’s quite flexible, that barnacle brain don’t bend
I’m growing older but not up
My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
Let those winds of time blow over my head
I’d rather die while I’m living than live while I’m dead
(instrumental bridge)
Now don’t get me wrong
This is not a sad song
Just events that I have happened to witness
And time takes its toll as we head for the goal
And no one dies from physical fitness
So what the hell, well take it right to the end
As the days grow more complicated the nightlife still wins
I’m growing older but not up
My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
Let those winds of change blow over my head
I’d rather die while I’m living than live while I’m dead
Let those winds of time blow over my head
I’d rather die while I’m living than live while I’m dead
2 comments:
Just realized I hadn't left a note here, despite it being right after my own birthday. Kudos on another year of grueling existence!
(Also, a bit of business/horsetrading. I can't find Grandmother (my mom's mom) email to send her the story; do you have it? If you can provide the address/forward the story, feel more than welcome to put my story here for all to laugh at.
Lots of love, Unka
Andrew
Good morning, my dear nephew!
Yes, Andrew, my birthday is the day after yours. (Does that make me younger than you?) I got the comment you left on my blog. Thanks for the birthday wishes. I have forwarded your Tank Story to your grandmother in Florida.
Keep safe and study hard!
Unka Don.
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