20 thoughts on “January 17, 2015: Stick”

  6. Ode to Turning Fifty, by your cosmonaut, NBB.

    When young I was a lot less thrifty
    My jaunts were more frisky
    My tricks more nifty
    Passions more shifty
    Handshake more flinty

    And now in my garden no annuals, astilbe
    My temples are wispy
    Hold the fizzy, more whiskey
    Less jiffy, prefer density
    Less Monet, more Kandinsky
    Less Heinlein, more Kapuściński
    Alas, my reading is more squinty.

    Happy Birthday, Stick!

  7. Thanks everyone.. Last night Lucy and I went out to eat. Tonight we'll bring Miss SBG along. I had a glass of whiskey neat last night with my meal. I don't know about tonight. It's hard to believe that I've been around for half a century. Somewhere inside of me is a seven year old boy playing catch with his dad and brother.

    1. Somewhere inside of me is a seven year old boy playing catch with his dad and brother.

      I hear you, brother. and a 15-year old kid, and a 21-year old, and a college graduate, and a new father, ....

    2. I won't reach that mark until the next decade, but I had my first moment of my age hitting me in the face. I took my wife out to a movie and when I paid for it, I noticed that the tickets were several dollars cheaper than I was expecting. I certainly wasn't going to complain, but I looked at my tickets as I was heading into the theater and realized I was given a senior discount. Doh!

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