Saturday, October 24, 2009
Good Morning:
For those of you who might be unfamiliar with my vital statistics, suffice to say that today has been a long time coming. For the rest of you, I have officially crossed the line; I will be, henceforth, a curdmudgeon, fogie, old fool or whatever it is you're calling men who are the over 59 in your neck of the woods.
I share a birthday with some notable folks including Pablo Diego José Francisco de Paula Juan Nepomuceno María de los Remedios Cipriano de la Santísima Trinidad Ruiz y Picasso (can you imagine what his fucking driver's license must have looked like?!). There are others, including--but not limited to--Georges Bizet, French composer; John Heisman, American football coach; Richard E. Byrd, American explorer; Minnie Pearl, American comedienne and singer; Klaus Barbie, Nazi war criminal; Billy Barty, American actor; Marion Ross, American actress (Richie Cunningham's mom); Bobby Knight, American basketball coach; James Carville, American political operative; Mike Eruzione, American hockey player; Nancy Cartwright, American voice actress (the voice of Bart Simpson); Pedro Martínez, Dominican Major League Baseball player;Midori, Japanese violinist. Now then, with the exception of Klaus B., Bobby Fucking Knight and James Carville, that's a pretty good group.
I thought of the accomplishments and achievements of that group of people and thought I could best express my feeling about turning 60 this a.m. by quoting one of them. For those of you who think that just by getting old I will be forced to grow up--"Eat my shorts!".
I'm going to boogie till I party and puke like it's 1999.
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Happy Birthday! Here's to many more boogie nights (but try to keep the barfing down to a minimum - our constitutions ain't what they used to be!) :)
rockync:
Thank you. One of the reasons I used to get drunk so often was that I almost never did the "technicolor yawn", although in many cases it would have saved me from some truly horrid hangovers.
Hey, Pal! Have a great and memorable Birthday! Or one you won't remember, whatever you think best.
Demo … party like John Heisman’s 1916 Georgia Tech Engineers, whooping the Cumberland Bulldogs 222 to nothing. Most lopsided game in college football history. At half-time, with a 126-0 lead, Coach Heisman was reputed to have said something like, “Don’t let up boys!” Or words to that effect.
Now that’s how to party.
Dave von Ebers:
Yes, that Mr. Heismann was the posterboy for pilin' on!
I was out partyin' my ass off, today, suckin' down prunejuice jaegerbombs.
SeattleDan:
The package arrived in good order and I am enjoying the book, the preserves and the card. Thanks to both you and Ms. SeattleTammy.
Demo, you should know we’ve been taking your name over on Twitter. Ya gotta come by and, y’ know, like Tweet an’ shit. If you will. Also.
Er, I meant to say, taking your name in vain. You know what I mean.
Dave von Ebers:
When I have tried to twitter I have been unable to do so. The whole process, much like forays on facebook or myspace makes me homicidally crazed. Some day I'll figure it out, or not.
democommie
Demo, lately I’ve been using this TweetDeck application (you can download it at http://www.tweetdeck.com) and it seems to make the process somewhat easier. Or more complicated. It works with Twitter and with FaceBook, but I just use it for Twitter. (It also works with MySpace, apparently, but I don’t do MySpace. I’ve always had this aversion to MySpace, what with all the adults-lurking-for-teenagers-to-have-sex-with and whatnot. Kinda creeps me out.)
Dave von Ebers:
Thanks for the information. Maybe I should put up a photo of myself as democommiette and see if I can get some perv action like that which you mention.
Hey, anytime I can help. I think.
Democommie, I am so glad to drop by today. I had no idea it was your birthday and would have felt like a crumb to miss out. So happy birthday, from a cephalopod curmudgeon to a human curmudgeon (truth be told, we are of the same generation).
May we both have a hale and hearty year pulling apart bug's wings (I can't believe that guy keeps coming back for more. Ya gotta love him for that).
BTW, I love that in-your-face "democommie' moniker.
Best!!
Octopus:
Thank you. That Joe Kirkpatrick is one obdurate foe, not very bright, but quite obdurate.
I will have to add your fine blog
http://swashzone.blogspot.com/
to my blogroll so that my friends here can come and visit your place. They are all better educated and more civil than I am, but I do not hold that against them.
Happy birthday, DC! The number doesn't matter (or so I keep telling myself ;).
BTW, Pablo whaa...?!
Geez, so that's what people did before them interwebs were invented... Who knew?
Elizabeth:
Now we know why Picasso used just two names! Otherwise when he signed his work, there wouldn't be room for any art!
Thanks for the greeting. I will come visit your blog when I have on clean clothes and my best behavior.
Hey, DC, don't wait that long! ;)
Why, Happy Birthday, Red Demo! And many more. You'll make a fine 100-year-old.
Rev. Jerry Gloryhole:
Thank you for thinking of me, I only hope to live long enough to piss on the graves of the entire FoxedUp Newsiness lineup--and of course, Mr. Limbaugh. Although, as my age advances I may find that standing in line for three or four days is more than my span of attention or bladder can really deal with.
I must get on the farspeak device with you some day soon.
You are lucky indeed to have reached 60 at this time in human history. Because the chances are that you have lived through the best things will ever get!
Seeing as how the species is using everything up, we will burn the last drop of oil on a trawler boat that's bringing in the last fish that was alive in the ocean, only it won't make it back to the ruins of the drowned city it started from because the atmosphere will be so CO2ey that the engine conks out. And the crew will resort to cannibalism on each other. As will the remaining residents of the drowned city, because, dammit, they were counting on that fish!
Yes, Demo, even with the bad things that have happened in your life, you've seen it as good as it's gonna get. With a little luck, you will die a peaceful death within a decade. That will spare you from being a part of the widespread cannibalism dynamic. Kids now in their 20s, I'm not so sure about them.
And even though you're 60, you still have 2 1/2 years to go before you can think about getting Social Security, and 5 years before socialised health care. For a few decades you've been dreading each new year added to your age, right? Now you have reasons to look forward to that number getting higher!
herr Doctor Professor Democommie Sir,
I give you (belated) joy at the 60th anniversary of your natal day - many more trip around the sun for us all. Garcon, more wine!
First time over here. Having seen your name pop up in many of my habitual haunts, I thought it was time to pay a visit. Of course, I had no idea it was your birth anniversary, and I am delighted to hear that we are of the same old geezer time period. Many happy returns, and...I intend to return...here, that is. Oh, and I intend to forthwith tip one to you...or two, or...
Democommie, Octopus left a Halloween card for you. Do you like nuns?
Bukko in Australia:
I have never regretted getting older, although I have regretted that my body is aging more quickly than my mind. I think it's a bit more than 2-1/2 years before I go on GeezerFare, but the medical thing at 65? I'm not waiting that long. I got on VA medical benefits earlier this year, 'cuz I'm old and broke.
Mr. Rev. Paperboy, Sir:
I am thrilled to see that you have to visit. Could you read the next installment of "The Rulest" in Japanese? I won't understand them, but I think I will like the sound.
JadedJ:
I have enjoyed your repartee as well. It is always a pleasure to read comments by people who actually know how to think.
Mr. Octopus, Sir:
I liked the cards. I do like nuns (I used to have three aunts that were nuns, they have all "gone home" to JESUS--I won't be doing that). But I think my favorite was ChihuaCerebrus, the pint sized hellhound.
Thank all of you who have wished me well. I used to date a nice lady who said that birthdays were a most special day--and she always made mine most special. I think of her with fondness.
dang i missed your birthday!
Last year i blogged about it! I'm of the belief that a birthday should be celebrated for a solid month (any month or maybe a liquid month -)
No matter some day we can celebrate in RI -- and it can be the Half Birthday or solstice or any Pagan feast ...
Nomi:
Thanks. I'm glad you called on saturday, I'll be in touch.
I have to work up a post for tomorrow or wednesday....
Sorry I'm late to the festivities. Happy belated birthday! (better to be a little behind than a big behind....)
Mutzali, thanks.
I will be putting up a post in the next day or two that will be about something I feel is quite important. Please come back for it.
jim:
There is always a silver lining, even if it's in a casket!
jim:
The road is long, with many a winding turn. I do what I can.
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