getting old is not the new 30's

Getting old sucks. I am not talking about oh I hope I leave this world a better place than I found it and all those other mid life Brain fuck thoughts. No I am talking about the body is just not what it used to be. Yeah I wanted to have a mid life crisis, but nooooo, my body would not play along. My mid life crisis was to get a pilots license, got that, never one to do anything half ass, I quickly bought 2 airplanes, an open cockpit bi plane and small Cessna. Yes I was a fucking cliche going out to the airport on my triumph motorcycle to play with the bi plane, life was good but then my eyes go bad, I get BI FUCKING FOCALS, the economy has tanked, I cant sell the damn planes. I can't see at night to drive, I can't see the clock in the morning, how do I tell what time it is, I look at the window, if the neighbors flood lights are shinning though it is before 1 AM, Dark it is 1 AM to 6AM, start getting light, time to get up, day light, shit, I over slept. In addition to not being able to see in the mornings, it feels like some mean son of bitch beat the hell out of me with a sack of patatoes (yes I added the e for Dan what the hell is he doing now Qualye) What was my goal so many years ago when I started blogging? oh thats right wash board abs, how is that going you ask, I have gained 30 pounds this year, no thats a lie, I have gained 30 pounds since June. Washboard abs, right now I would be happy if I could get back to looking like I was 3 months pregnant. My knees hurt, my back hurts, I decided to jump back on the excerzie band wagon, hey great idea lets swim some laps, made the mistake of wearing my speedo, no its not a banana hammock, but bad enough it looks like boy short panties, walking by the full size mirror I am glad my eyes are for shit. yes getting old sucks ass

Just Driving by

Hi World, just checking in, getting old is hell. In the past year I have gone from having perfect vision and taking no meds to wearing bi fucking focals and taking 4 different medications every day. The good news is I am actually making progress towards those wash board abs, you can see the muscle definition now but I still got to reduce that layer of visceral fat underneath them. Big plans, taking the girls back down to Disney at the end of the summer, I think I have about 3 or 4 more years before they get bored with it. Everyone always talks about how expensive it is, but I sat down and did the math, it is cheaper than the beach or other theme parks when you add in all the cost (cheaper, still not cheap) and cheaper than the beach. During Christmas break I can’t decide between DC or Ski Trip for them (they have never played in the snow)

Yes I like TV

This is my time of year, reality TV season; after a few years break from survivor I am addicted to it again. I also watch hell’s kitchen, amazing race, big brother (Looks like I will have to wait until summer for it) giving American idol a try again. While talking about my TV addiction, I am digging 24 and Damages this year. On the fence this season as far as Dirty Sexy Money. Was disappointed with the most recent season of Entourage. So far House has been good, how I met your mother a disappointment, 30 rock getting better now that they stopped with all the guest appearances. Office has been weak this season. Oh yeah almost forgot, still got several episodes of Top chef in the DVR. Damn that’s a lot of TV, I got to get a life or at least add in some porn.

Denial is not a plan

Tired of moving with no clear direction. Lack of Direction is my fault. I can do better. Can not dwell on who I am, I can define who I want to be, then fight like hell to become that man.