When you only got 100 years to live...
– Five for Fighting, One Hundred Years
Perhaps it is morbid, but last night, instead of counting sheep before I fell asleep, I started counting people I knew who should have also reached this milestone age, but didn’t. Stanley. Betsy. Lane. Dave. Instead of lamenting how old I am now, I am rejoicing that I have made it this far and still have lots of living to do! So for all those friends of mine who didn’t get to hit this milestone, I pledge to continue livin’ la vida loca in your honor for as long as I am able.
Light the candles on my cake and stand back … !