25 Years

That's a long time. Janis, Jimi, and Otis only lived to 27. At 25 my Mom already had me. Dwayne Wade will turn 25 this January and he has already won an NBA championship. I don't guess it's a foregone conclusion, but chances are I'll never win an NBA championship.

I haven't traveled overseas (unless you count Jamaica). I haven't made a million dollars (but I might have spent that much). I haven't cemented my place in the cultural zeitgeist (I like using big words and it's my birthday, so I can). Mostly, I've frittered away five years in college, bought a lot of DVD's, had a few laughs, drank too many beers, talked on the radio, written a lot of blogs, and married the girl of my dreams. Well, one out of seven isn't horrible (incidentally I think that would make for a much more compelling Meatloaf song than 'Two out of Three Ain't Bad'). I have to say though, that on this cool September morning, I feel pretty good about my life and where it's going. I'm happy, I'm comfortable, and I've got a lot of great friends around me. Thanks for making that last one happen, guys.

1. Don't Settle. -- I've always felt like I'm supposed to be somebody (I know that everyone feels important in their own head, but still I'm holding to the special thing). I'm destined for something, something big. I have a tendency though to relax and become lackadaisical (there's another big word). So, here on the grandest stage I can create, I'm challenging myself not to do that. I'm not going to sit back and be content, I'm going to strive for bigger and better things. I'm going to take my writing seriously and force others to do the same (not too seriously though, 'cause, let's face it, my funny stuff is my best stuff). This is really what all my other goals have boiled down to as well (maybe not the one about beating the 'Legend of Zelda' video games, that was just silly). Not resting on my heels, but demanding a little more. So, keep me accountable, kick my butt if it needs it.

And stick with me, 'cause I'm going places.