Older, Wiser, Butthole Cherry Still Intact
at Friday, April 24, 2009
Despite a heroic amount of denial, not to mention some dabbling in theoretical mathematics and ritual sacrifice, I can't seem to escape the fact that I turn 30 in just under 7 months. Thankfully I'm a person who chooses to live life with few regrets, so it's not as if my dread of this date has much to do with a desire for having done things differently. And it's not about facing my own mortality and senescence either, although I really could do without the increase in gray hair and people calling me "Sir."
What I am, however, is a person who likes to procrastinate, especially when it comes to my personal life. Meaning that once I turn 30, it's going to be rough-going to justify not moving on all those pesky little goals and dreams of mine. On top of that generally monumental task, those dreams have to be prioritized within raising/supporting a family, and not letting their achievement come at the cost of my health. Basically I've got to learn how to love being retardedly busy as well as start buying A LOT more lottery tickets.
What are those dreams and goals you ask? Haha... wouldn't you like to know, so you can lambast them with your witty sayings and vulgar determination to see me fail. While on the subject of goals, it's my understanding that many a blog folk will publish a "30 before 30" list, comprised of all the things they're hoping to accomplish before the meter rolls over on their youth. Lists are cool and all, but getting touchy-feely with my heart of hearts hardly fits my style. That being said, I'll try at the very least to keep in line with the anti-transparency policies of this blog, by posting a list of 30 things I hope to leave unchecked when I turn 30... and for as long as possible after that.
And there you have it. I think that avoiding the majority of these things should be fairly simple, provided I don't employ a Special Olympian as my life coach. While it would be nice to bypass the lines at amusement parks, the potential repercussions are just too severe to take the chance.
What I am, however, is a person who likes to procrastinate, especially when it comes to my personal life. Meaning that once I turn 30, it's going to be rough-going to justify not moving on all those pesky little goals and dreams of mine. On top of that generally monumental task, those dreams have to be prioritized within raising/supporting a family, and not letting their achievement come at the cost of my health. Basically I've got to learn how to love being retardedly busy as well as start buying A LOT more lottery tickets.
What are those dreams and goals you ask? Haha... wouldn't you like to know, so you can lambast them with your witty sayings and vulgar determination to see me fail. While on the subject of goals, it's my understanding that many a blog folk will publish a "30 before 30" list, comprised of all the things they're hoping to accomplish before the meter rolls over on their youth. Lists are cool and all, but getting touchy-feely with my heart of hearts hardly fits my style. That being said, I'll try at the very least to keep in line with the anti-transparency policies of this blog, by posting a list of 30 things I hope to leave unchecked when I turn 30... and for as long as possible after that.
- Experience a compound fracture
- Be peed on by
a homeless personanyone (FYI - babies aren't people) - Find out what gorilla taint smells like
- Go bald
- Know the love that dare not speak its name
- Watch Twilight (this one's not looking so good)
- Get a paper cut on my eye
- Meet Rosie O'Donnell
- Break down in a drunken crying fit on a reality show
- Be diagnosed with something that includes the word "parasitic" or "worm(s)"
- Set foot in Utah
- Respect someone whose beer of choice is Keystone Light
- Lose my eyebrows in a freak accident (even temporarily)
- Have an eagle mistake me as a threat
- Be bested by a Dutchman at anything
- Get mugged
- Take advice from Kanye West
- Go to prison (see #5)
- Win any kind of contest that requires having bitch tits
- Have a defibrillator used on me
- Find myself unprepared for a zombie attack
- Let a tarantula crawl on me
- Get kicked square in the balls
- Wear women's underwear
- Accept that Tyler Perry writes better comedy than I do
- Have a disappointing sexual move named after me
- Drink Ipecac syrup
- Enter a fantasy football/baseball/basketball league
- Download a Celine Dion song
- Make a list of 30 things to do before I turn 30
And there you have it. I think that avoiding the majority of these things should be fairly simple, provided I don't employ a Special Olympian as my life coach. While it would be nice to bypass the lines at amusement parks, the potential repercussions are just too severe to take the chance.

April 24, 2009 4:39 AM
I think I have about five on your list:
2 (dogs)
6 (twice, sorry)
11 (just for a day trip, though)
24 (though I think that's a good thing)
29
I've been on the back side of 30 for five years now and for what it's worth, no one calls me "maam." I just tell myself that it's because people still think I'm 29.
April 24, 2009 4:50 AM
Too bad you couldn't put "Receive a blog award" on there! Mwah ha haha.
April 24, 2009 6:09 AM
The papercut on the eye is one of the most unpleasant images I've had in my head for a while. I'm gonna avoid that, too.
April 24, 2009 7:18 AM
Some dude on Twitter did this. He calls it his 'Fuck It List' instead of a 'Bucket List'. It's all the things he won't do before he dies.
*fingers crossed that you'll be watching 31 chick flicks*
April 24, 2009 7:20 AM
I think you should add another one to this list.
31. Wear flip flops.
April 24, 2009 8:50 AM
First, Jay let me say you are obviously watching way too much Family Guy.
And second, Becky you are scaring me.
April 24, 2009 9:53 AM
Eyeball paper cuts are overrated. They don't hurt like they're supposed to and no one called me 'Sir' except the blind guy at the bus shelter.
April 24, 2009 12:10 PM
I too think I would enjoy breaking down in a drunken crying fit on a reality show, if not just for the subsequent replays on clip shows. As for your number 26, you may be alone on that one
April 25, 2009 5:01 AM
face it.
there's no way in hell you're avoiding watching Twilight.
April 25, 2009 12:18 PM
Utah isn't that bad, but in order to fit in you have to take part in this.
April 25, 2009 9:26 PM
Tarantulas aren't that bad. In fact, they feel like velvet when you pet them.
April 27, 2009 8:20 AM
Oh, so you've been water-boarded.
April 27, 2009 9:29 AM
Okay, aside from #2, I'm clear (Asshole peed on my boots at a 311 show...).
Can the rest of us now do whatever we can to make these things happen to you? Because I'm online right now ordering a Dutchman to best you...at something. Probably being Dutch.
April 27, 2009 10:01 AM
DAMN IT! I'm already 30 and closer to 31 than you are to 30!
Come on - nobody's ever peed on you? You've never worn women's underwear?
I am calling bullshit! :)
April 27, 2009 10:21 AM
you may be watching twilight soon enough...haha.
COME ON! You know mailing letters to celebrities you're sure to not get responses...so I am SO PULLING for the daily chick flick watching.
Get ready to watch Edward Cullen!! mwahahaha!
Wait, you WANT to download a Celine Dion song? so confused...
April 27, 2009 1:17 PM
Your blog smells like mothballs and Ensure.
April 27, 2009 4:08 PM
Here to number 6!
Hey, and I thought it was cool to have worms? I leant that on Futurama..
April 28, 2009 2:26 PM
I totally got you on 20, 23, and 28!
I've got someone who wouldn't mind using a defib machine on you, I wouldn't mind kicking someone in the balls esp if they're asking for it, and blogger buddy Candy is starting a league this season you are more welcome to join.
April 28, 2009 2:27 PM
I hear 30 is the new 21. That being said, I just celebrated my *first* 29th. Nobody can convince me otherwise.
Happy pre-Dirty 30- I can’t wait for the blog that you post about watching Twilight. =)