Newest resident of Cootsville
The calendar on the wall indicates that today I turned 50. As a teenager my father actually said he didn't think I'd live to be 21, so here's to you, Pops.→
Damn if things aren't actually getting better and better (other than the left knee but that's my own fault -- both times). I'm in perfect health, on my way to being fitter than ever, more productive than ever, my marriage is better than ever, I'm making more money and keeping more of it and I'm working hard on all of my dream projects.
The only thing wrong with being 50, as far as I can tell, is having to say it.