Mini Midlife Crisis
So, mamacita and my wife will be happy to know that my early midlife crisis will not be a ponytail. I have decided it is time to cut the hair. It also will not be a sports car; I
simply can’t afford that kind of crisis and I have never been to into cars. So, it is the latter of the three options listed in my last post. I got myself a new skateboard. It arrived in the mail yesterday. I have no intentions of learning or attempting tricks or riding ramps; I simply want to ride. Even when I was an active skater that was always my favorite part. In truth, I was terrible at anything that required more than the most basic skill though I was good at pretending to be better. That ought to hold me over from another midlife crisis for a few years. Also, I realized that the skateboard arrived exactly twenty years to the day that I suffered a pretty awful compound fracture of my left arm when skating on a launch ramp. Hmmm!
25 October 07 at 1:29 pm
Good lord.
He To Whom I Am Married went through something similar at 35. He told me that since the average lifespan of a male was 70, 35 was middle-aged. I told him that was poppycock.
His midlife crisis dream car is a Mini Cooper, since he has nothing to prove. He’s turning 40 next January, so I suppose we’ll have to look into it.
25 October 07 at 2:11 pm
I seem to recall you were a lot better that I was at skating. Of course, neither of us could touch Jeremy for sheer aggravating brilliance. He could pick up a trick in less than a day that it took me a week to master.
Anyway, enjoy the skateboard, but be careful out there. It’s probably best to avoid another bone sticking out of your arm, if at all possible