25 is the New 65

Don't you just love it when something is the new something? Like Pink is the new black. How can that be? Pink is pink and black is black, they're absolutely nothing like each other. I know that people were just trying to state that pink is becoming more popular and may take over the color black's status in the world of fashion. I get it all right. It's just the terminology. Who came up with that? With that being said let me explain to you why I think 25 is the new 65.
I know you're probably thinking 25 is nothing like 65, well you're wrong. Damn wrong.
* At 25, you are a quarter of a century old. You're no longer allowed to associate your age in years, it is only allowed to be expressed in correlation to a century. For example, 65 equals more than half of a century or 65% of a century. What? You've never heard these terms? You must be living in a cave!
* When you turn 25, you aren't as flexible, as you were at say 18. You can't just go out and play basketball all day without feeling the repercussions later. People who are 65 have aches and pains too, but it's from walking and stuff.
* Unless you have kids at 25, you realize how disrespectful and annoying they can be. Remember that old lady that lived on your block that would yell at you everytime your ball went into her yard and tried to hit you with her cane when you went to retreive it? Yeah, you going to turn into her. At 65, you are her. Plus, you'll start saying things like "kids these days" and "those darn hoodlums" oh and don't forget to refer to kids as "Rapscallions and Riff Raff."
* You'll realize how precious getting a good night's sleep really is. You may have been one of those people who are out all hours of the night, just wait until you hit the big 25. Somehow you'll land a 9-5 job if you haven't done so already. You'll sit in traffic for hours trying to get to and from work. By the time you get home, you'll want to eat and relax. Not go out. People who are 65 do the same thing, except, they aren't working all day (Those bastards are retired!). They need to relax from a day of playing golf, or shopping, or gardening.
* I almost forgot to mention you'll be going to bed consistantly before midnight. Just like old people.
So you see, 25 is a lot like 65. You can do your best not to let it be so, but in the long-run you succumb to old age. That's the way the cookie crumbles. Mmmmm Cookies.

Oh So Whiny!

This week is a short work week and yet it already feels too long. It was Independence Day yesterday and because I had car trouble, I celebrated it on Monday as well, so today is actually like Monday for me. Why does the week already feel like it's been dragging on? Tomorrow is only Thursday? COME ON! This sucks. I feel like it's been forever since I've had a day off. You're probably thinking "you had a day off yesterday you big baby". Did I really have a day off though? I spent the entire day in the sun, swimming and stuff but I'm still tired. I think I need a day that I can just spend in bed, sleeping and watching movies. Yeah, that's it. Maybe my car will decide to extend Labor Day weekend for me. I'll keep my fingers crossed!

Carnival Anyone?

It's summer time once again...you know what that means...parking lot carnivals! Ok, I have to admit that I have never visited a carnival in a parking lot...I'm probably in the minority. Honestly, who visists parking lot carnivals? Isn't the point of a parking lot, to park cars? Who came up with the concept?
There was probably a guy somewhere that bought a collapsible tilt-a-whirl for his own amusement. He was sitting on it, whirling himself around and thought...how can I share the joy of this tilt-a-whirl with others and make a pretty penny on the side. The guy sat and whirled, whirled and sat and finally it came to him. He had a brother that owned a Piggly Wiggly, surely he would offer up part of his parking lot to the guy's tilt-a-whirl. And thus the parking lot carnival was born.
I don't know why carnies can't have their carnival in a feild or something comepletely out of my way. I know, it's not all about me, but I'm sure if you were to ask anyone who has to drive in the vicinity of the carnival, they would be in aggreeance. Who goes to carnivals now anyways? Why not go to a fair? It sounds so much more exciting. Hey, I'm going to the fair everybody! There is good food at the fair...leave it to me to know about food. Plus, there are songs about a fairs...a fair is a fair is a smorgaasbord smorgaasbord smorgaasabord; are you going to Scarbourough Fair. Parsley Sage Rosemary and Tyme...need I go on? I know, you can argue with songs about carnivals...but I'm not going to listen. Ok, the song thing is very nerdy of me to write but I'm not taking it out of my blog. DEAL WITH IT!
I guess I just think that people should stop going to carnivals, because honestly, the rides aren't that good, the food is blah, carnies are scary, and there is a good chance that a ride will collapse while you're on it. It you're seeking the thrill of a ride, shell out the money for Great America or something. At least there won't be a great chance that your child will run away with a carnie. And that's my two cents.