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Wow, your life sounds wonderful! I think the greatest thing is to experience as much as possible, and you've probably experienced a lot of things! Did you ever get to see the Sex Pistols?
And just out of curiosity, how old are you now?
Well, I'm not so sure about wonderful. Compared to many, my life's about as impressive as a pimple on a fly's ass. But thanks for the thought.
"Being there" isn't all it's cracked up to be. I read the book Forest Gump recently; it's not much like the movie, but pretty well sums up the way I've stumbled through it all (except for the retarded part, and that's debatable). I haven't made a bold path through life, more like being swept along by the current. I've been lucky, I'll say that much. And luck has a nasty habit of deserting you when things get crazy. Hope I didn't just jinx myself.
And this wonderful life of mine has left me partially deaf in one ear, a cracked skull, and some serious problems with authority. For all the stuff I've done and seen, as smart, talented, and experienced as I'm supposed to be, I still look at myself with dissatisfaction sometimes. But if I'd done things different, I wouldn't be who I am, and where I'm at is ok. A guy could do a lot worse.
No, I've never seen the Sex Pistols. But I've had a lot of sex, and fired thousands of rounds from various pistols. Odd as it may sound, among the performers I've seen who've made the deepest impression on me were Ray Charles, Bobby Darrin, and the Syracuse Symphony Orchestra. Not exactly counter-culture stuff. And it was a rare privilege to have seen the above mentioned bands, among others.
What impresses me is the world you are living in. As I said, I wouldn't change anything in my life. But I can imagine what it's like to be 17 in the present day, and all the things you are going to do during your life that I can't even imagine, or ever will. Not that I'd want to be 17 again. In '68 they put men on the moon. We all thought that by the present time the world would be futuristic as hell, like The Jetsons or something. Not that we all went around back then saying "Wow, man, this is a long time ago", but things turned out much differently than anyone could have predicted. How strange it seems that some things are so staggeringly advanced, like technology, and at the same time so rooted in the past, like this old house I'm so fond of. When I was 17, if I'd given it much thought, I'd have imagined myself living in a geodesic dome or on Mars by now, flying my car to Israel and back just for lunch.
Oh, by the way, I'm 53, and feel like I'm around 18 or 19 (could that be the arrested psychological development they warned us about?).
And though I've been forgetting to say so, thanks for taking the time to talk to an old grouch like me. With your looks, personality, and brains, you probably have lots of better things to do.
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42, I have a problem right now and I would like to talk to you. Do you have msn or aim?
Rachel,
If you look above the message there's an email address; yours truly. If you want to write it down and send a message, I'd be real happy to hear from you. But I'd like to go back and edit it out as soon as I can, so if you read this, let me know so I can do that asap, please.
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Got it ;) , and I'm writing the letter right now, even though it's morning and you're a night person...I'll be on here tonight also. :)