I’m 38

Well, today is my birthday, which means I’ve just turned 38. I was just thinking, “When my dad was 38, I was 16.” That just seems unreal to me. My dad referred to himself as “the old man” even back then when would talk with me, especially after he’d made a point about something.

“I guess the old man still knows a thing or two, huh?”

That’s a made up quote.

Still, while I didn’t see my dad as some “old fart,” he was still WAY up there in age. He was “Dad” and my mom (then 37) was “Mom.” That carried a certain weight to it and a certain level of implied maturity if nothing else.

I look in the mirror, and not being married and not having children, mentally I don’t feel any different than when I was 16.

Well, that’s not completely true. Some of what was important or cool to me then isn’t to me now.

  1. Mullets are not cool.
  2. Guys wearing mascara isn’t just a weird choice, its just completely WRONG no matter how cool the music is (that doesn’t include the old KISS because they weren’t wearing women’s makeup).
  3. Some “watery tart” turning me down doesn’t matter much to me.
  4. Popularity means nothing.
  5. Music videos are overrated (they were SOOOO cool back then).
  6. Knight Rider is not a great show (though I still want a KITT-type system in my vehicle).
  7. A-Team is not a great show.

I’m sure there are more, but being tired, I can’t think of anything else.

Well, here’s to another year.

Reader Comments

  1. Thanks for the birthday wishes.

    “A-Team” was cool then. I tried watching an episode at some online video repository. I just couldn’t get through it. ^_^;;;

  2. Yes, Mr. T has already threatened to crash through my front door. “I may be an old man now, but I’ll still put a hurtin’ on you ANB and whip you with my gold chains!”

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