My Next Thirty Years

I've finally arrived at my third decade of life. So far, one day into it, not to bad. My wife took me and the fam to the A's game on Saturday for Rickey Henderson Day. It was really weird. Rickey started playing professional ball with the A's just a couple months before I was born and now he's in the Hall of Fame, and I watched as his number was retired just 30 years later. It was almost like growing up watching him play and break all those records to now has all happened over my lifetime. Sort of marking the era. But to get less philosophical, and more energetic, I've arrived at the big 3-0 as they say. My family took me bowling yesterday. I've realized that, although I enjoy bowling, I'm not that great at it. Also that I'd like to have my own bowling ball. I figure that I'll improve if I have a ball that is my own, it will do as I wish and attack more pins and not be so willing to miss simple spares. Also those balls at the alley have ginormous finger holes and I have slight blisters from having to grip them so tightly to keep them from flying out at imprecise angles.

After bowling we went to Red Robin where I was able to get one of the top 3 unhealthiest hamburgers ever. The Royal Red Robin. It contains the bun and burger, tomato, lettuce, mayo, cheese, bacon and a fried egg. It's delicious if you've never had it, but to make it slightly less deadly, I order it without Mayo. Mainly because I don't really know where it comes from. I know where ketchup and mustard come from, but I've never seen the plant that makes Mayo. Plus, and lets be honest here, mayo just tastes horrible. During the meal the waiter overheard my wife mention that it was my birthday and so at the end they came and sang the royalty free birthday song a la Red Robin. I didn't want them to do this, but I discovered that at Red Robin, you get a free ice cream sundae. And it was delicious. I did share it with everyone, of course. But keep that in mind if you're looking for a free ice cream sundae. They're very tasty there.

And to complete the celebration of me turning into a thirty-something? We bought a children's game called Wii Sports Resort. I enjoy this new game quite a bit. There's something soothing about throwing a Frisbee to a virtual dog. I don't know why.

But now the countdown for my wife, my kids and her parents leaving me for Disneyland is down to two days. I'm not yet sure what I'll be doing, but maybe I'll figure out exactly how old you need to be to have a mid-life crisis. Or get a dog or something, who can say for sure?