- Marsellus Wallace, Pulp Fiction
So as I'm sure Facebook has reminded most of you already, today is my birthday. What Facebook has been gracious enough not to tell you is that I am an Old Bastard.
I'm sure some of you are saying 'No Cris, you're not old!" And yet here I am at 4:30 in the morning typing away angrily ('Like an Old Man trying to return soup at a Deli'). By the way I usually get up at this hour, but not to type angrily, just to go to the bathroom...just a part of being an old bastard. Want to know another clue as to how old I'm getting - 1st thing I do when I get out of bed is look for my slippers...not just because my feet get cold, but because they hurt ALL THE TIME.
Yeah, Marsellus Wallace was right. I'm turning into Vinegar right before your eyes. And my kids don't help much either. You know yesterday my son as me for $1 so he could buy 2 lollipops. 2 lollipops for $1!!! I immediately got into Old Man Mode and told him that when I was a kid you could get lollipops for 10cents...and those were the good ones with gum in the middle. Of course in true Old Man Form I then couldn't remember if that was right or not. Maybe it was 25cents for the ones with gum in it. Yeah, Vinegar is about right!
Anyway I'm sure I'm going to be getting a bunch of messages on Facebook wishing me a Happy Birthday (and shout outs to Rob 'Stu' Mangano and Troy 'Marvelous' Tompkins for being the first 2 to show me the love). Hopefully I can come up with some really snappy response by the end of the day...and by end of the day I mean 9pm which is my typical bedtime these days - that's Old Man Clue # 4, or is it #5. I can barely keep track anymore.