Yay! I’m Another Year Older

Well, it would seem that my birthday is not shared with any real A-list celebrities.  I will give a shout out to Meat Loaf who turns 66 today and I thank him for Bat Out of Hell, which shaped my formative years.  Shaun Cassidy, a bit of a stretch.  I know he had his day but he’s always been a little too… pretty…. to gain my adoration.  He’s in his 50’s and hopefully out there riding a hippie bus somewhere.  Avril Lavigne has taken a dive at 29.  Who marries a Nickelbacker anyway?  And a Nickelbacker named Chad?  Honestly.  Where is good judgement in the kids these days?

My good judgement went out the window last night when I went for a quick drink after work and ended up leaving the bar about 6 hours later.  Three cougars and an Irish Newfie walk into a bar….  It ended about how you think it might.

So as I sip my second cup of tea and reflect on getting one magical year older, I crank up that go-to love song that is Paradise By the Dashboard Light and decide I just have to keep rockin’ on!


Bob – Friday Fictioneers, Sept. 20/13

Friday Fictioneers is sponsored by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.  The idea is to write a 100 word story with a beginning, middle and end based on the photo prompt.

Photo copyright: John Nixon

Copyright - John Nixon


(100 words)

“Have you seen my wife?” he yells to the clerk.

The clerk squints toward the figure in the sunlit door.  “Not sure.  What does she look like?”

“About yay big,” he levels his cane just above his head.  “Beautiful blonde hair and deep brown eyes.”

“Sounds vaguely familiar.  What was she wearing?”

“White dress, heels.  She don’t move too fast, but I’m a patient guy.”

“Her name?”

“Mary,” he says with a wink.

“Bob,” the clerk giggles, “if I were thirty years older I’d strip that mannequin of her dress and marry you myself.

Bob grins.  “See you tomorrow, Beth.”