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captainsblogThe four animals are banging on the door at 5 AM,
But they're totally unconscious once you've gone and fed all them,
Though you give them all their keep, they refuse to let you sleep....
Age 54, where are you?!?
So you stay awake and scan alleged urgent client mails,
And you try to fix your kid's car but the effort sadly fails,
Clients come up short on bucks, and your NHL team sucks....
Age 54, where are you?!?
A good place, in the end:)
Those were the morning complaints, on this the first day of my 55th year. The reference is to this being Birthday 54, as in Car 54, which maybe two of you are old enough to remember.
After all that, though, it got better. We booked our first movie at the new reserved-seat, recliner-chair local cinema to see About Time, the third in Rachel McAdams's personal trilogy of time-traveler-lover films, and this one seriously outdid Time Traveler's Wife (which we saw years back) and Midnight in Paris (which I knew nothing of until seeing this). The story is sweet, the performances amazing, the cinematography and soundtracks awesome, and it's even largely set in my old Maida Vale neighbourhood for even closer connections.
We then headed off to dinner at a local Italian place which provides grades of 110 percent comfort and 90 percent food. Frank's has been a go-to for us for years, and it was clear that the birthday party had already begun before we even got there:
We have leftovers for days, and somehow survived feeding the animals almost three hours late. Maybe if they didn't wake me up so early, yaknow....
Thanks to all who posted kind words here or elsewhere. I don't have Tim's option of reliving any given day, but I share his sentiment about living each one as if it was my second chance at it:)
But they're totally unconscious once you've gone and fed all them,
Though you give them all their keep, they refuse to let you sleep....
Age 54, where are you?!?
So you stay awake and scan alleged urgent client mails,
And you try to fix your kid's car but the effort sadly fails,
Clients come up short on bucks, and your NHL team sucks....
Age 54, where are you?!?
A good place, in the end:)
Those were the morning complaints, on this the first day of my 55th year. The reference is to this being Birthday 54, as in Car 54, which maybe two of you are old enough to remember.
After all that, though, it got better. We booked our first movie at the new reserved-seat, recliner-chair local cinema to see About Time, the third in Rachel McAdams's personal trilogy of time-traveler-lover films, and this one seriously outdid Time Traveler's Wife (which we saw years back) and Midnight in Paris (which I knew nothing of until seeing this). The story is sweet, the performances amazing, the cinematography and soundtracks awesome, and it's even largely set in my old Maida Vale neighbourhood for even closer connections.
We then headed off to dinner at a local Italian place which provides grades of 110 percent comfort and 90 percent food. Frank's has been a go-to for us for years, and it was clear that the birthday party had already begun before we even got there:
We have leftovers for days, and somehow survived feeding the animals almost three hours late. Maybe if they didn't wake me up so early, yaknow....
Thanks to all who posted kind words here or elsewhere. I don't have Tim's option of reliving any given day, but I share his sentiment about living each one as if it was my second chance at it:)
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Date: 2013-11-10 02:52 am (UTC)And I got the reference. (Nick at Nite reruns back in the day.)
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Date: 2013-11-10 01:32 pm (UTC)Midnight in Paris is quite fun-- lots of very good actors in small roles as well so the world feels very 'real' (despite the fantastical setting). It's one of the few works by Woody Allen that I like. :)
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Date: 2013-11-11 01:58 am (UTC)Not sure I get the other reference. I think "Slings and Arrows" was a Brit TV show; watched a couple but didn't care for it. Please expound, o sage.