I went to the beach house this weekend for the 4th of July. They have a neat little parade every 4th down the main street that ends at the Firehouse for free hot dogs and root beer.
My cousin Joy and her family came out and stayed at our house for the weekend. We had fun playing Connect Four and nerts (maybe it was snerts, I'm not quite sure.) I grilled a lot of burgers and hot dogs, which is what the 4th seems to be about.
I realized I'm old when Hanna-Joy said she was born in 1991. I get a little weirded out when I know people who were born in years that I can remember.
And I knew I was old when I got sunburned only on my receding hair line. What the hell is that about? Where did it go? I looked in a reflection today and saw more skin than hair. It's like George Costanza, "She saw the shine on my forehead and kept on truckin'!" Super.
While I was getting schooled in basketball by Harmony (4' 8") and Seth (4' 6"), I saw a lot of high school kids. I made a comment to Trey and he said, "Dude, they're in college." It's just sad that college kids look so young.
The last thing that made me realize I was getting old was the fireworks show. I saw some people shooting their little shooter sticks in the air, but they weren't shooting straight up, they were shooting like at 45 degrees towards people. I mean, some one could get hurt. And who thinks about that? Old people.
It got to be around 10ish and as I was looking at the fireworks up and down the coast (which looked like anti-aircraft fire in the movies) I thought to myself "Man, I sure am tired, I should go home, sit in the chair and read a good book."
damnit.
Posted by Sam at July 6, 2004 5:01 PM