….well, not really. It’s not until the 10th of December. But when you’re my age — I’ll be 55 on the 10th — you don’t want to wait till the last minute to do anything. Besides, I want you to be able to avoid the rush and go ahead and get my birthday present now. A gift certificate to Firestorm Cafe would be nice.
Well, since it’s my birthday season, it’s my opportunity to reflect on stuff. So since I reflect so much on so many things to myself, I figured I’d take this chance to reflect out loud and share some of my thoughts with you.
One thing that struck me this morning. Life is just an STD with 100% mortality rate. You do however get one free trip around the sun each year.
The past 12 months have been pretty good. Here’s some of what I got to do:
1. Rode a bicycle — solo and unsupported — from Asheville to Shreveport, LA. I was on my way to San Diego, California but the trip got interrupted by a bad bike wreck in Louisana and I spent three days in the veterans hospital in Shreveport.
2. Went hot air ballooning over Pisgah National Forest. 6000 feet and I was hanging outside the balloon.
3. Canoeing down the French Broad River.
4. Flew up Linville Gorge — the “Grand Canyon” of the east. That’s a picture of me at the controls on the header on my website, www.JourneyAmerica.org.
5. Hiked to the top of Mount Mitchell — the tallest point east of the Mississippi.
6. Went sky-diving. Well actually I let an ex-girlfriend promise that I wouldn’t do this one. I lost the girlfriend when she kicked me to the curb — but I kept the dream alive and I’ll be going skydiving in March when the weather clears.
7. Went bull riding at the rodeo. This almost happened. At the last minute the lawyers for the rodeo wouldn’t allow me to ride. They were afraid of liability I guess in case I hurt the bull. By the way, do you know what you have if you have a hundred lawyers on the bottom of the ocean? A good start.
8. Knocked out Elton John. Well, OK, this didn’t happen either. I missed hitting him in the head with my telephoto lens by literally an inch. Not my fault. I was where I was supposed to be — he wasn’t in his spot though.
9. Did a photo shoot in D.C. for some veterans that is starting to get some national air time.
And the list goes on.
Yah, I get to see and do alot of neat things as i ride this earthship around the sun . But at the end of the day, I go home alone. So if you’re interested in hooking up with a 54 (soon-to-be-55-year-old) that’s more interested in adventure than stability, that is more at home in jeans and workshirts than a yuppie bastard wearing chinos and docksiders and has only one desire for bankers and lawyers (that they be back in their coffin before the sun goes down) — then shoot me an email.*
Maybe by this time next year when I celebrate one more journey around the sun, I’ll have someone to celebrate it with.
* I wrote what I call the “Perfect Personals Ad” awhile back and you can read it by clicking here.