Jan 7th
Wednesday

I guess the time had to come.
Yeah, 50.
Me and my sister.
Do I feel old?
Does she feel old?
Not really.
It’s all relative and life goes on.
But It’s kinda weird actually, in a landmark kind of way.
When I turn 50 on Saturday I won’t feel much different than when I was 49.
Bizarre.
A visit to Carl’s Diner would be a nice start to my 50th but we’ll see.
Happy Birthday to me and my twin, Moe
This post is a bit premature because I’m gigging on my b-day.
Hey, a wedding in mid-January is a gift for a struggling musician
Over and out, folks.
Off to find my cane . . .
(and yeah, that’s me and Moe on the cake)

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