Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Some call(ed) me "Peter Pan"

This was taken, oh, 19 years ago when I was 17 years old  young.
Click here or on the image for the cheeky news article.

A more recent pic at 36 years old  young.

Of course, these same people dream-killers ghouls are languishing in mid-life crises now.

I, too, am no angel, far from perfect; here's perdition: here, hear me gloat:

Hey, how are the high-blood pressure, pre-diabetes, Type 2 diabetes, fatty liver, high cholesterol, congestive heart failure, medications coming along? How many gallons of Botox are you using per day?

[T]he consolations of history, thus, turns out to be especially satisfying[...], for time humbles those who once humbled others.
         (Sir Vidiadhar Surajprasad Naipaul)

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