Jay’s grandpa turned 94 this week.
94.
Ninety-four.
XCIV.
Dude.
What do you do when you’re 94? Stay sharp, dress sharp, tell tons of stories and have a martini every night.
When (and if) I get that old, I want people to listen to my memories of youtube.com, blogging and that Internet thing.
I don’t eat corn.
I don’t enjoy avocado.
I don’t particularly like cous cous.
I don’t know why I bought this lunch of “seared yellowfin tuna with spicy avocado, corn and cous cous”. My brain must have stopped reading after yellowfin tuna.
I am stubborn. I am even more stubborn about my food.
Lately though, I’ve adopted a never-say-never attitude, ordering stuff that would have sent me running a few weeks ago.
Why?
Who the h*ll knows? But I’d like to think of that as a life metaphor for being ready to try whatever used to scare me in the past.
Whatever it was, I wolfed that sucker down.
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