44 is old.
Except in my small circle of friends, then I'm considered the young'un.
"But G, why do you say 44 is old?"
Very easy my dear friends, very easy.
I do payroll for a living, and at the facility that I handle the payroll for, there are supervisors there who make about one and three quarters the money that I make, and yet are 3/4 of my age.
Or in some instances, half my age. Do you know what it's like doing payroll for someone who makes about several hundred dollars more than I do, and was born when I was a junior/senior in high school? That's 1982/83 for those who were wondering just how far removed I am from the educational system.
Anyways, like I said, today is my birthday, and as such, I plan on spending it low key (I hope). I'm at that point in my life where I don't like large family get togethers (or small ones for that matter), so my treat to me, is taking a five day vacation from work, and quite possibly from home as well.
And the picture? The picture has no connect to this post whatsoever. I was actually going through some old floppy disks of mine (circa 2003) and I found this, plus one other. I debated long and hard which silly picture I wanted to put up.
In the end, the cat in the lime helmet won out over Little Nemo created sushi.
However, for those who have a really wicked sense of humor (or really hate computer animated children's movies), then this picture is for you:
Doesn't that look absolutely yummy? Do you know what would go great with for an appetizer and a drink?
A Jolt Float, which is a cola chocolate ice cream float with three shots of Old Grandad mixed in, for the drink.
For the appetizer: mushroom caps stuffed with capers, cilantro, sweet onions, a dash of jalapeno hot sauce, top with melted Brie.
Yummy, yum, yum, yum.
And in keeping with the overall fictional quality of this blog, the drink and the appetizer are courtesy of my warped imagination. The drink appears in a half finished manuscript called A Betrayal Of Vows and the appetizer appears in an unpublished short story called Underground.
If anyone has the courage to actually create and eat/drink these items, by all means, please let me know how they turn out.
Happy 44th to me. I may be F.B. sometimes, but never I.