I know this is supposed to be an e-book but it just looked like my life to me, via ffffound.com

(Free admission. Free parking. Free kids activities. We did buy 1 Dr. Pepper and 1 bottle of water to pass around like hobos on a train. Thanks Recession 2009 and the local Jaycees!)

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I remember when I was a teenager. I'm still working on the 30s ... although more on the back end these days.

But my 20s? GONE.

So much stuff - college and graduation and parties and bars and all kinds of pointless social stuff and 3 jobs and dating and marrying and kids and moving and moving again and job loss and job gain and job loss and job gain again oh and then more moving.

So I guess I'm wondering ... anybody else feel the same way? Because I honestly still feel like I'm in my 20s. But the mirror says different.

The older I get the more I realize (a) I'm stupid, (b) the things that seem important really aren't and the truly important things always get taken for granted, and (c) I really like vintage stuff that doesn't seem vintage somehow.

Here's some cool vintage stuff to look at, via colourlovers.com.

My cousin out in DC gets a high-profile gig at Microsoft ...

SOMEONE AT WORK SAID: "Is THAT your cousin? She's gorgeous."

I SAID: "Try not to act too f-ing surprised, whydoncha?"

(Har ... she is beautiful, huh? Love ya, Cuz!)

BURNING QUESTION: That isn't a Mac on her head, is it?

Not to be outdone ... her brother on the opposite end of the country (California) wrote an attention-grabbing story about a parrot saving a choking baby.

OVERWHELMING TAKEAWAY: I need to step my shit up. This sitting-on-my-ass thing isn't cutting it. Gotta make good. Now, where to start?

Okay I'll go back to Twitter.

lookwhatyouvegot.com

IN CASE YOU'RE INTERESTED: Click here to link to The Donald. (hint: he's totally down with executive pay caps)

If you're here reading my blog then I guess you're used to it. Behold! A wonderfully (and thankfully) boring-ass NORMAL weekend:

(1) FRIDAY - brave grocery story at lunch to stock up on $70 worth of cookie-making supplies, worry about myself due to cookie supply expense, consider immediate intervention therapy, go back to work instead, get Kristie to give me one of her necklaces on credit, can't pay until next year but she knows I'm good for it, then home by 5:30pm, supper prepared, children do their chores with minimal whining and threats to take away Gameboys and/or nail polishing privileges. Katie retires midway through 10 o' clock news.

(enthralled? but wait! there's more!)

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Because I'm a nerd.

But these ads from my buddy Dalbir's site Ad of Da Month are so cool, even non-nerds might like 'em.

FULL DISCLOSURE: Dalbir's Facebook page says he's in Beijing for work. I am still in South Dakota. He is so much cooler than me it's scary.

And happy 94th birthday to Grandma, one day late.

Tales from the Road:

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