Doc Sprocket
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You're only as old as you feel, right? Funny- My mind feels 20 or so, and after a tough coupla weeks, my body feels about 70. Somewhere in the middle of all that is reality. 40. Crap. "THE BIG 4-0". Jeezus. Where's the time going?Seems like the older I get, the faster time goes. Get me off this scary-@ss ride! I remember way back when- the thrill of doing things I wasn't legally old enough to do, and the high of not getting caught. I remember becoming old enough to do those things, and the disappointment of losing the "danger element" of it. I remember chanting, "Lordy ,Lordy- Look who's 40!" at my friends mother. Payback sucks!
High School, then College, years in the work force... Women, partying, much less responsibility. Somewhere in all of that, I met my wife. I remember popping the question, getting the desired answer, saying "I do", and hopping on a flight to Puerto Vallarta. I also remember trying to convince my new bride that no, the pilot could not just pull over and let her off. (A flyer, she's not.)
I remember doing the Time Warp with a baby in my arms, and all the little bodily fluids that have ended up on me. I recently remember a not-so-little baby cracking into his engine and pulling out what was left of his governor. That not-so-little baby is 13 next month *shudder*.
Where does the time go? God, please tell me that 40 isn't too old to play with little motorized cars!
Happy Birthday. 
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