Sixty

Today I celebrate doing 60 trips around the Sun. I found that interesting graphic on-line, courtesy of Google Images. Where I find lots of cool stuff. But that's neither here nor there. I guess someone is trying to make us geezers think that being 60 is cool. Er, hot. Cool, last I checked, doesn't sizzle. It simply is. Not to wax philosophical or metaphorical on you, but there it is.

Sixty.

I'm still trying to get my head around that concept. I've spent the last ten years wondering how the Hell I could be in my fifties. Now I've got the sixties to deal with. Damn!

Well, at least I won't be bemoaning the fact that I'm in my fifties anymore will I?

And while we're on the topic of birthdays and Google (well, we weren't really talking about Google, but I did mention them earlier), here's the graphic presented to me by the good folks at Google when I went there earlier today:

How did Google know it was my birthday?

What's that you say? It's got nothing to do with my birthday?

Harrumph!

Believe what you will. I like to think Google did that for me. I am a big fan of Google. Just sayin'...




(Before I forget, a big Chant du Départ welcome to new member ORPO1. A fellow Lexican, blogger and retired non-commissioned officer, though of the Naval variety. And general all-around good guy. His very nice place is here. Go, visit. Good stuff. Trust me.)