01/22/2010

My folks called this afternoon and asked if it was okay to come down and visit tomorrow.  Of course, I say “yes” and proceed to get really excited about seeing them and hanging out tomorrow afternoon / evening with them.  I tell a coworker that I never thought I’d get so excited about my folks coming to visit me.  She told me it meant I was getting old.

Went out to eat with some friends of ours from college a couple of years ago.  They brought their son along (who was 17 at the time).  I told him I was a sucker for hair metal bands like Poison and Motley Crue.  He said he’s not into “that old stuff.”

I’ve never been the guy that went to “da club” on the weekends, but I have been known to throw a few beers back with the guys at O’Charley’s from time to time.  I now kinda like doing laundry on a Friday night.

Let’s get something straight.  I am only 25 years old.  I am not old.  I am not classic rock.  I may be a little domesticated.  With that said, pass me my fiber tablets and get off my lawn!

Enjoy today’s haiku:

Mrs. Erin Leigh
Needs help dealing with colleagues
Social tech support?

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3 thoughts on “01/22/2010

  1. Haha, I think I’m getting old. As long as you help me out though, I’ll make sure you take your fish oil and your walker is in ship-shape.

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  2. LOL guys. I said something the other day about how I dressed like a teenager and still wear jeans out to dinner. My Dad later reminded me I couldn’t play that card since I’m almost 25. lol

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