What a Long Strange Trip It's Been

Just found out that an old friend is now an on-air reporter for the ABC affiliate in Minneapolis. He looks like a grown up. He wears a tie. He talks in that news reporter voice. I'll leave his name out of it to protect his rep. But let's just say that we did some things in college that do not reconcile with any of us having grown up and certainly not being someone on TV. Giving out information. That other people take seriously. Potentially during a national crisis or during a time of war.

In fact anyone who was in the car on that infamous road trip to North Jersey to buy Dead tix for the Spring shows should have "I'm an idiot" tatooed across something. A word of advice. If you show up at a large stadium, let's say for instance, the Meadowlands, the night before a concert tour goes on sale, and no one else is there....? No one. Not one other car in a parking lot designed to hold THOUSANDS of other cars. You're probably in the wrong place, and are not actually going to be in the front row of every show where you will have a chance at becoming best friends with say, Jerry Garcia. No sense waiting around for security to show up, and definitely do not try to start a campfire in the parking lot. Just get your ass over to Passaic.

Yes, if you read my blogs you know that I have issues with growing older. But 40 is the new 30, so if you're in your 30's are you just doing your 20's over again? And should anyone have to do their 20's again, really?