Now, if you are anything like me, and you must share some ideas or you would not be reading this, you probably thought you would never get as old as you are now. That may be 30, 40, 50, 55, 60 or even higher. Still those numbers are the milestones we tend to mark
as varying degrees of age. Of course you have 21 and 18 and 16 but those tend toward fun things like driving the car and buying the spirits and people rarely if ever say "God, 21 years, where did the time go?" I must say, however; that since not one of the male members on my father's side ever lived out his 50s, I honestly did not think I would make this date either and therefore, did not make any plans what so ever. Looking back, I have had some nice birthdays and some normal birthdays. No really bad birthdays because I don't think much of holidays anyway so I don't put a lot of stock in making a huge deal over stuff like that. I like giving presents to people for no particular reason other than they might enjoy the gift. It's hard to buy me things anyway because my tastes run high. I mean, I'd like a porsche automobile or a cruising sailboat. I really have no trouble excepting the fact, I'll never get this stuff for my birthday. I am a bit more concerned, however over my lack of getting anything published in book form or gaining further respect as a musician. Of the two, the writing does seem to be the one where I might possibly gear up some success. The trouble there is, owing to the discovery that the root of my melancholy has to do with Parkinson's Disease, the feel good medicine I am taking is, bit by bit, forcing the spontaneous entertainment that can be "Texino" back into the tin can that is Tommy. What to do? I just don't know at the moment. Besides, I'm busy thinking about some stuff. Like what? Well, like the people who I love. Some of them have been around for pretty much the whole ride. Some of these people I love, I have not seen in years and years; maybe since we were little kids who grew into teenagers and went away to different schools. But they were the first people outside of my family circle who I had feelings for and when we swore blood oaths of friendship forever, I believed them with all my heart. There are others who for one reason or other couldn't make the trip. I mean they died. I suppose Mother and Father could, in theory, still be around, but I told you no one in Dad's family lived to be 60 and though Mother's people were long lived, Mother herself ended up being forty forever. I missed the old folks who brought me up and educated me away from school so much, that in the years after they had passed, I would work the sums of their ages wishing them back until, well if Granny were alive now, she would be 126 and that is just a little far fetched even for me. Then in the last 10 years or so, those twin sharpshooters, Cancer and Heart disease have started sniping away at my generation and a couple of exotic diseases have drifted through the ranks like chemical warfare. I guess life's like that. "That" being analogous to just about any sort well known life ending situation. I have also heard that "Life is what you make it" as well as "The Golden Years are Hell" I got a great deal of this information hanging around in the back of ambulances chatting with older patients of and on over the past 30 years or so and I met some wonderful folks indeed. If I learned anything at all there it was this. Age is a sneaky bastard who will just roar up on you like an express train. (If you know what an express train is you are probably already old.) Don't believe me? Well just look back at those mile stone birthdays I listed. See how many have come and gone and how quickly the time between has flown. It just keeps getting faster too. Why? I just don't know.
Well, as you can see by today's graphic, I'm being watched Los Indios de Fedoras and they have me pined down at he Hotel Columbus. Guess that will be my birthday HQ. If you find yourself in the neighborhood drop on by. Knock three times and give the pass word. The pass word is, "Swordfish." Love you? Yeah I mean it.