Random Musing: You're getting old?

You know how 60 is the new 40? Well, I think 27 is the new 50 because everyday something happens aging me like a fine wine... and by "fine" I mean "boxed". I was writing an email to a buddy and I chose a standard American male closing- I made an off handed comment about sleeping with his "momma". Now, I'm cool with this guy but not "BFF's", so I've never met his family, which led to me wondering what if this guys mom is dead or in a coma?

That's it! That's when it hit me. I'm starting to get so old I can't even make "momma" jokes for fear that they have some terminal disease if they're even alive at all. There are few things American men can enjoy and "sleeping with people's momma's" is one of them.

I'm taking a stand. I refuse to grow up, even at the expense of offending you and your dad. As a matter of fact: this is what I want on my tombstone:

"Don't worry, I'll tell your momma you said 'HI'!"

Awesome Cover

This is Laura Lea, and her cover band rocks. I heard her play at a bar called Starboard in Dewey Beach. Her voice was awesome, she could sing anything from Metallica to Taylor Swift to Rage Against the Machine (my request) and rocked everyone's face off.

On a side note- I always made fun of chicks who sweat the guitarists of bands that are "adequate-looking: at best, but after seeing Laura Lea live I'm not going to bring that up again. I met her in person next to some beer pong tables at the bar. That's when I requested Sleep Now in the Fire, which she couldn't do because it was "too hard core" but we settled on Bulls on Parade. She was cute up close but on stage, she gets a rank upgrade to bad. Anyway, they sometimes venture into Jersey and if there's any chance you can catch them, make the effort.