20 Years...

It’s so noisy at the fair
But all your friends are there
And the candy floss you had
And your mother and your dad.

Oh, to live on sugar mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons,
You can’t be twenty on sugar mountain
Though you’re thinking that you’re leaving there too soon,
You’re leaving there too soon.

There’s a girl just down the aisle,
Oh, to turn and see her smile.
You can hear the words she wrote
As you read the hidden note.

Oh, to live on sugar mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons,
You can’t be twenty on sugar mountain
Though you’re thinking that you’re leaving there too soon,
You’re leaving there too soon.

Now you say you’re leavin’ home
’cause you want to be alone.
Ain’t it funny how you feel
When you’re findin’ out it’s real?

Oh, to live on sugar mountain
With the barkers and the colored balloons,
You can’t be twenty on sugar mountain
Though you’re thinking that you’re leaving there too soon,
You’re leaving there too soon.

Neil Young wrote that when he was 19. Not a happy song, but a pretty one and it goes with the rain. It's a weird age... To old to still be a kid and to young to be taken seriously by most people. Of course, I am fond of noting that you lot by no means constitute "most people." Speaking of "not most people," Pia honored me with a non-linear blogpost. Go read it. It's great, as is most everything she puts out.

so yeah, Party! or some such. I actually haven't had a real birthday party in about four years, so I suppose I should have put more thought into a virtual one. But here, let's do this the way a good friend of mine does. He's been known to create parties out of nowhere with just one bottle and one friend by playing the most infectious drinking game in existence. When someone enters the room, they are poured a shot, as is everyone else, and everyone drinks. He'res a variation. When you arrive on scene, name your bottle, and everyone does a (sadly virtual) shot of it. Or a mixed drink or whatever. Hell I guess it doesn't even have to be alcoholic, strictly speaking. I'm going to check in throughout the day and maybe make some updates or whatever. But I urge you come by and help me celebrate the (not so big but you know whatever) 2 0.

And I'm going to start things off with a Jameson. Happy May 15th, all!