- Dec 11, 2009
I'm driving slower, I own my home, I'm self-employed, and I have a credit rating above 800.
Defying all that makes sense in the world, I've been gradually becoming a responsible adult.
As of midnight Jan 9th of next year, it will become official.
Living to 90 is a fair goal.
If you chop life into 3 big blocks, 90 / 3, then 0-30 would be youth. 60-90 would be old age. Which leaves 30-60 to be middle aged.
I am a month away from middle aged.
I'm a divorcee who lives with 2 cats and is currently researching the tax affects of different types of individual retirement accounts.
I don't entirely understand how this happened.
I'm not one to throw parties.
In fact, the last time I hosted a party entirely on my own was - never.
On Saturday, January 9th, 2009, I will have my "Last Day of Youth" party.
Full Contact Spoons and Amtgard in the park (probably Ohlone in Berkeley)
Like we used to play in high-school. I've been playing against my 8 year old neighbor, so I don't suck as much as I did back then.
Hours of non-stop dancing starting at sun down (probably at my house - unless someone with more space than me and a kick-ass sound system wants to volunteer to host)
I went through thousands of tracks, one by one, and selected across multiple genres for maximum danceability, ordered them by beats per minutes, and have them beat-matched and cross faded by robot DJ (aka my laptop - nothing like the real thing, but about $600 cheaper). 7 hours worth of rock-a-billy followed by funk followed by hip-hop followed by "gypsy punk" followed by pop.
There are to be no presents or gifts of any kind. Seriously. I have enough stuff and enough money. And not enough space. This includes home-made stuff and things that would actually be useful to me. Nothing.
(Edibles and sorbiles -cake, alcohol, whatever- would be appreciated, but that would be to share with everyone.)
Your presence is my present.
Playing spoons and dancing non-stop until my neighbors complain or we pass out from exhaustion is my present. Might be a good idea to start an exercise program now to prepare...
Because I would like even my feeble friends to attend, I am suspending my usual rule that anyone who shows up to spoons has to play.
I can not think of a good way to end this