I've decided that since I'm on the brink of becoming a fully legal adult in the eyes of the government, that it's time to say goodbye to the angst filled kingdom of Livejournal and hello to the world of grown up, "serious" blogging. Here you will find the incredibly interesting details of some of the daily happenings of my life, my thoughts on politics (perhaps) and pictures and videos that interest or merely entertain me.
I went out to dinner with my parents on Friday evening to a place they normally go to without me. All the tables in the bar that would seat three were full (obviously) so we ended up sitting in the dinning room in the back. My parents aren't incredibly young but they don't exactly roll with the geriatric ward either. The atmosphere was awful for anyone who doesn't qualify for a Senior Citizen's Discount. First off all the tables were too close together. I don't want to hear about Uncle Earl's colonoscopy while you complain about the butternut squash on the Early Bird Special. I felt like I was an extra in an add for a retirement community in Florida, the state my father refers to as "God's waiting room". Aside from the table that was in the corner, my dad was the only guy in the room who didn't have white hair. We got stuck in the parking lot on the way out because, as I will forever maintain, the elderly cannot drive. I dubbed over all the conversations of the people walking out with, "Come on Dad, time to go back to the home! Next weekend we'll take you to the circus!" and "Kids, say goodbye to grandpa!" My mom did some of her own while my dad just complained that we should have come later so the bar wouldn't have been full. He didn't think it was funny when I responded with "WHAAAT? Speak up sonny! My hearing aid's on the fritz again!"
I never want to get old.
That is however, unless I'm AWESOME old, like this:
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