Holdin’ on to sixteen as long as you can
Change is coming ’round real soon
Make us women and men

Driving down Ridge to connect to Kelly, it brought back memories when I used to chauffeur my dad to work. This was back when I lived at home for 2 years after college. My dad never drove 76 so this was a little less than an hour commute every day. These were common stomping grounds when I lived in Manayunk, but I hadn’t been through in quite some time. Not much has changed since I was in my 20’s.

It’s hard to gather if it’s a lot or a little knowing I have about 14,000 more days left in life if I’m lucky. Which brings me to Jack and Diane where the lyric suggests holding on to 16 as long as you can. Nice advice… 16 feels further off than 60 at this point. The wonderous part is that this doesn’t concern me. I’d much rather be 39 and where I am than 16 and a little pissant running around a track and playing video games. This is where I’m supposed to be.

I failed to mention that I was coming from a medical center where I was getting my elbow looked at. Being 39 in a medical environment is a weird feeling when there’s nothing seriously wrong with you. Whereas I’m not questioning my mortality, contrary to what this blog post suggests, others in there certainly are. That’s the beauty of it all as everyone gets 1 go round.

I’ve got about a K of action on the Open and life is moving swimmingly. I still like Cam Smith even with his +1 start. I spent last weekend at West Palm and Palm Beach which I aspire to vacation at. Business is still active and I’m looking forward to doing a race with Joe and company at Belmont Plateau. So I can’t complain about much. I’ve been lax on the blog, but it is the summer, and it’s not a top priority. To the loyal readers, my apologies not keeping up. My only advice is buy DKNG as I’ve given them about 6k from my peak. That should move the stock about .00001 cents in the positive direction. Just checking in.