Well dear readers, this week is an interesting one because as I look at the calender I notice that it’s my (insert age here) birthday week. And just like our aging planet Earth (over 4.5 billion years and counting) I too am starting to feel a bit rusty in spots, a touch weak in the eyes, and no longer can I digest 12 corn chili dogs in one sitting. (and we won’t even discuss my hair loss although compared to Alexandre I think I’m doing pretty good.)
(I’m on the left; Alexandre is on the right)
(As a kid I did happen to swallow some loose change once that I found under a couch pillow, and as of yet it has not been accounted for)
Actually, I’ll probably need all that loose change – and more – as retirement looms somewhere over a distant horizon. (perhaps I should start swallowing a dollar a day now and with any luck – and allot of compound interest – I might just be okay)
Only drawback to that is weight gain. (I’ll just tell people I’m banking on my future and that once I’m retired then watch out for rapid weight loss!)
Fortunately, I pleased to report, I still have my funny bone (now where did I put that thing – oh
there it is holding up my open window), and along with Alexandre’s fabulous artistry, we will continue to hopefully bring a smile to your face, and put a song in your heart. (actually for that last part I’d need to get Katy Perry to assist as neither Alexandre nor I can hold a tune.)
And, I guess I should start doing more Sudokos to keep that brain in tip-top shape. (now where did I leave that thing again?)
I plan on laughing right up until the end (unless it happens when I’m in a movie theatre watching an Adam Sandler picture then I’ll be definitely going out crying).
On my tombstone they should write something like, “Here lies Mustard. He never could tell the truth.”
Now, I’m off for chocolate cake (let’s hope it’s a money cake) and vanilla ice cream with sprinkles!