One Hundred Fifteen.
Thursday, 2009.12.24, 1:10 AM CST.
"I made it!" mega-update.
Current Mood: A little tired but
not horrible. Current Scent: 212 Men by Carolina Herrera.
and years ago, I had a weird mental "feeling" that I would
die at the age of 37. As I got closer to that age, it became more
and more of an obsession, and when I reached my 37th birthday, I knew
that it was just a silly hunch, but I was still kind of "cautious"
in a strange way, because what if this internal "prophecy"
somehow got fulfilled?
earlier this month... I made it. I don't normally mention
my age outright here, but I turned 38 and I feel fantastic about it.
Considering my age, I'm in great shape, and I'm getting better.
celebration, I'm going to post a bunch of random crap I've been intending
to say lately, but hadn't gotten around to. Enjoy.
As I reported
here a while back, my dad had heart surgery towards the beginning of
October. He had a pacemaker and an internal defibrilator implanted.
At first, there were some complications (it honestly looked like we
were going to lose him), but somehow, he pulled out of it. He
now says that his heart is feeling better than it has in a while.
So, that's great news.
Wife and Her Degree.
good news, my wife finally earned her bachelor's degree in Merchandising
this month. It will be nice to finally have her out of college
and hopefully she'll be able to get a decent job soon.
the 2008 Mickey Rourke movie, The Wrestler, in late November.
Finished it on Thanksgiving. It's a great movie, and without giving
any major spoilers, I can say (since this is pretty much shown right
off the bat) that Rourke plays an old wrestler who still longs to have
more "glory days" in his industry even though most of the
others in his field are younger and more agile than he is.
I didn't feel any correlation to my present state in the DJ industry
at all. :)
flick. Not for kiddies, though.
nasty-ass old bar "Fat Daddy's" (or, as I call it, "Casa
de Skank") just off I-44 got mercifully torn down a while back.
Unfortunately, they didn't leave the rubble there long enough for me
to drop by and urinate upon it.
opened a new location elsewhere (far away) but considering the quality
of a lot of the Fat Daddy's clientele, I just don't see myself going
by there anytime soon. Up yours, Fat Daddy's. I'm glad I
no longer have to see you every time I drive past that part of I-44.
Years of Vegetarianism.
As of late
November, I have been a vegetarian for ten years! I haven't intentionally
eaten meat in that entire time. (I've accidentally eaten meat
a few times, such as the time I inadvertantly wolfed down my wife's
take-out potato-and-chicken burrito, thinking it was my potato-and-bean
burrito, after a very late-night Mexican food run.)
that was a decent selection of random crap. More soon.