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I went to a friend's 40th birthday party this past weekend. Of course, everyone at the party was reminiscing and reflecting on middle age. Personally, I have found my years since 40 (all 5 of them) to be my best; for the most part, I have thoroughly enjoyed my forties. Even so, I heard myself and a lot of the people at the party show the symptoms of a bad case of the yoostas. You know what I'm talking about.

I yoosta:

  • Throw a football over 60 yards.
  • Bench press 315 pounds a few times.
  • Recover from a strain or bad bruise in a couple of days.
  • Never buy any type of liniment.
  • Party all night.
  • Play sandlot tackle football with no pads.
  • Eat anything without considering the consequences. Indeed without having any consequences.
  • Get out of bed without any aches or pains.
  • Not have to trim ear and nose hairs.
  • Attempt physical stunts with no thought of injury.
  • Read fine print in dim light.
  • Not really know what hemorrhoids were.
  • Never reflect on what I yoosta do.
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