Old dog, new tricks

In the past, I’ve looked toward the future in terms of age.  ”I’ll be turning 21 in 2000.  That’s the future.” or, “I wonder if I’ll still be alive when I’m 35?”.  Stuff like that.  I’ve grown out of that phase.  Don’t really think in those terms anymore.

I turned 40 yesterday.  And what I can say to you youngsters out there is, don’t sweat the small stuff.  I had a great birthday and did a bunch of things I’d never done before.

Started off the day going to court and dealing with some shit I needed to deal with.  Biz handled.  Next I made breakfast.  Mushroom, tomato, green chile, and chedder scramble with avo and salsa.  Bagel with cream cheese on the side.  Beligerant.  But damn tasty!  Oh, and OJ too.

Layed in bed for a couple of hours watching tv and napping.  My homie Bob McFairbanks (AKA Laura) came and swooped me up and we went to 7 falls.  Made a half-ass attempt at finding the upper falls/swimming holes and decided to leave it for another day.  On our way back down we ran (almost stepped on!) a beautiful King Snake.  Laura got some close up photos and the little guy got nervous and slithered into a hidden hole in the ground.  Radical.

Photos - Fairbanks

Cafe Del Sol.  Margaritas and tacos at Mike Pugh’s favorite restaurant.  The birds tried to steal Lauras food, but I fought them off magnificently!

Laura dropped me off at home and I went back to napping and tv.  The roomies woke me up with talk of Crocodiles.  The Crocodile bar to be exact.  That place is awesome.  Art deco style with tribal art accents.  I guess the pool is saltwater.  No clorine.  Dope.  Anyway, a couple-a Peroni’s and a shot later it was back to the pad for a quick shower.

Next on the list.  Velvet Jones for stand up comedian Neil Brennen of the Chappelle Show.  He was funny and I got drunk.  The homie Roman Dongleskirt was spinning.  Alan Thicke was in the audience and I got a photo with him and the homie Donut Bags.

After that I did a little club hopin’ with the 555 crew.  Checked out my old road dog DJ Nagai then threw myself in a cab and passed out with my clothes on.  Mission accomplished.

Now I’m sitting here typing this.  Moseley just showed up.  And it’s round 2.  Gonna make it to the upper falls this time.  I have no doubts.  Thanks to everyone that came out for my birthday.  I love you all.  You made my night.  One Love.  Peace out.

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Epilogue: (6:30pm Oct.1st 2011) It was a serious challenge.  But I made it to the top of the falls.  It was one of the most worthwhile adventures in a long time.  Time to BBQ. Praises to God.