Responsibility comes with Age...

So I am trying to gear up for the big 4 1 but have kinda been in a funk. The buzz continues to be ruined by being responsible.

Friday my sis calls me and tells me momma has fallen and things aren't good. No broken bones but our confidence in her living alone is a topic of concern.

Monday is Dr.'s appt and I feel compelled to go... We'll see how that goes. Guess I am going to N. Chuck tomorrow... Will end up missing the Masters... Oh, well. I'll see the highlights on the SportsCenter.

I hope all goes well...

The Masters = Credit Check... WTF?!??!?!?!

Now this ain't right.... I thought to myself, instead of waiting for divine intervention and waiting for someone to "give" me Masters tickets I just decided to visit their website and see what is required to get tix...

Pretty much the site says that unless you are a member of the lucky sperm club you ain't going to get Thurs-Sun tix, but you can get on the mailing list for the practice round... All you have to do is send in your Name, Address, Phone #, E-Mail Address, and SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER.... What the Fuck? Those old, racist, bastards want your SSN... For What??? Why would they need this??? Could you expect to get a letter in the mail stating - You are Pre-Qualified to buy Master's Tix??? This is bullshit...

Or, will you get a letter stating: "Thank you for your application but since you were 60 days late paying on your Visa card in 2004 we regret to inform you that your application to attend the Master's has been denied..."

This is harsh...

Does anyone know a millionnaire that would email their information into the Masters for me??? I will buy the tix but may need your rich Uncle to qualify...

N.I.N. - you gotta be kidding me....

Two more points on how things have been going.

• Yesterday I paid waaay too much $ for R.E.M. tix at Lakewood and the seats aren't even covered - at least they are not in the grass.
• Today I discover Nine Inch Nails are back on Tour. They are in Atlanta on August 13th... Yea! Bad thing is it is a Wednesday at the Gwinette Center... FUCK ME.... I hate that damn place AND it will take 3 hours to get there in Rush Hour....

Such is my life...

(My big concern is that Trent may want to play songs off the new "Ghosts I-IV" album... Normally this would not be an issue but this is all instrumental. It sounds great, you can tell it is Trent but there is elements of Front Line Assembly and Front 242 prominently displayed.)

Life Metaphor -

I have been asked where I have been - why haven't I posted....

Here is my 2 metaphors for how my life has been going:

1. I found a grey pubic hair.... Rest assurred everything still works and Big Jim and the Twins perk up when the wind blows.
2. I was in a hotel in Valdosta about 2 weeks ago and they gave me a handicap accessible hotel room with a large bathroom, so I was taking a shit with no reading material and the door wasn't quite shut so it slowly swung open and right in front of the bathroom door is a full length mirror. I couldn't reach the door because it was a handicap accessible bathroom so I couldn't shut it, so I sat there and watched myself shit.

Both of these stories are disturbing - the 2nd a little more so - but it gives you and indication of how my life has been going...