mt headed things: On Turning 38
Today I'm 38. Ugh. When I think 38, I think 38 Special. Then my aunt is like, "Oh no, don't do that." But I'm thinking of the "Hold on loosely, don't let go," hairy 80's band, 38 Special. And yet, I'm also thinking, "What have I done or how have I lived my life that my aunt would think I meant do myself in with a 38 Special? I'm Christian. We don't do ourselves in with 38 Specials, unless the 38 Special is a new buffet place that specializes in 38 different items." Death by buffet: it's a slower, more tasteful way to go.