Hold on…as my wife likes to say, “You’re not that old!” But, damn, it is a good sized number. This past week I entered my last year of my 40’s and I don’t know where it went. Just yesterday I turned 40, now I’m pushing 50, and as fast as these years sort of fly by, the party with black balloons will be here before I know it.

OK, 50 is the new 35, I get it, and I don’t really have any major health concerns (picture me knocking on wood). I can’t eat Dorritos and Coke the way I used too, but, also have no desire to do so. Yeah, I get a little sore when I overdo things, and I’ve given the chiropractor more money than I care to divulge. I do tend to listen to classical music while driving in traffic so the rage is subdued, but I still like to rock out as much as possible. Never broken a bone or stayed overnight at the hospital for myself (knuckles starting to hurt with all this knocking). I’m thinking back on the four or five times that prove I shouldn’t be alive today, thankful they can be counted on one hand.

I’m also in that last year of the special TV viewer demographic, that 18 to 49 year old’s. That’s the demographic that advertisers try to pry your hard earned money away with clever ads and deals. Keep trying to sell me crap guys, I’ve been known to open my wallet a time or two.

It’s sort of weird thinking I’m over the age hump and that I’m closer to retirement than I am to my high school graduation. But, I do like knowing things and being that wise dude that some people come to when they need advice, and high school wasn’t all that awesome anyway. I don’t think I’d want to go back and relive too much, maybe a few moments that are super special, hang out with my parents a little, maybe apologize for some of that stupid stuff, but I think I wouldn’t mind a guarantee to add a few more years to the end instead, know what I mean?

I loved the era/eras I grew up in: 70’s, 80’s, 90’s etc. What a time to be alive. I supposed every generation feels much the same. The music was phenomenal, movies were the best and life was mostly outside and not on a screen. The world was bigger, but also felt safer.

And, thank the gods, I still have my hair, even if its not as blonde and a little gray.

Thank a nurse! Hug your kids and parents! VOTE! And, as always, play more games.