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A 62 year old guy’s mildly-wild New Year’s Eve
To all of those youngsters out there who believe that life as they know it ends at forty, the New Year's Eve tale I'm about to relate may make you think, "Dear god, don't let me live until sixty!" However, this 62 year old is here to tell you that he's had a pretty wild day so far, by old geezer standards, and the evening is still young. (Of course, the evident fact that I'm blogging clear-headedly at five hours to midnight, not imbibing more potent psychoactive substances than the french press coffee I just made, says more about my…
