4 More Signs I'm Getting Old
The magick sandwich may be ageless, but I am not. The following is more evidence that I am calcifying at an alarming rate of speed.
1. I woke up this morning with a hellacious crick in my neck. Not "crick" as in creek or the Nobel Prize winner, but as in painful muscle spasm. As I write, I'm hunched over like Igor, Dr. Frankenstein's hunchbacked lab assistant. (Igor didn't exist in the book or the movie, but you get the idea.)
2. I got distracted by a Google search about Dr. Frankenstein's lab assistant.
3. I read an article online titled Is Glenn Beck Finished? and then spent half an hour writing an email to AlterNet.org detailing the post's numerous spelling and grammatical errors and urging the editors to actually, um, edit it so I wouldn't be embarrassed to share the story with my friends. (P.S. Would that it could happen but I fear that Glenn Back isn't going anywhere.)
4. My husband and I have tickets to see Heaven and Hell tonight at the WaMu Theater, a smaller venue within Madison Square Garden. The band is made up of Tony Iommi, Ronnie James Dio, Geezer Butler and Vinny Appice, a.k.a Black Sabbath minus Ozzy Osbourne.
After the last concert we saw at the Garden, which happened to be Ozzy himself, we decided we were "getting too old for this shit." Actually, we mouthed it to each other since we were deafened by the ringing in our ears indicating permanent hearing loss. Stadium rock with its earsplitting volume and arrhythmia-inducing bass was no longer an option for us.
The smaller arena is a more civilized alternative...or it would be, if we were going. We're blowing it off. Although Hubby plays guitar and likes Dio's chops, he complained he won't know most of the tunes. I don't want to sit through an evening of unfamiliar hair metal just to hear "Holy Diver."
So, we'll stay at home and reassure ourselves that we're still cool because we've got tickets to see ZZ Top next month at the Beacon Theater, a nice small space with excellent acoustics. ZZ was forced to cancel its concert with Aerosmith at Madison Square Garden after Steven Tyler fell off a stage and broke his shoulder. Hey, at least it wasn't his hip. It seems we're all getting old.
Another ageist post:
7 Signs I'm Getting Old