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This week's ominous sign of aging
Yesterday, as I walked out of work, I sneezed. I'm not sure what brought it on. I haven't been sick and I wasn't carrying a cat or anything. Here's the thing: When I sneezed, my nose made that trumpet sound. I've heard many other people do this before, but most of them were much older than me. I always wondered how they did it, and, I must admit, there were times I wish I had the power to do it. This sound, however, took me my surprise. I was walking at the time and didn't break my stride, so that may have had something to do with it. Soon after the sneeze, I looked around and there were no witnesses. That's a shame, because I probably would have questioned them for verification. To me, it sounded like a brass instrument. I haven't sneezed since, so I'm not sure if this is what my sneezes will sound like from now on, or if this was just a one-time thing. As always, I'll keep you updated.

Excellent Gift
At JP's 30th birthday party, my friend Dave gave him a novelty gift: a green baseball cap that said "I'm having a senior moment". It also had buttons attached to it with other senior citizen quips on it. Dave had been given the hat at his own 30th birthday, and was "regifting" it. At the time, I looked briefly at it and acknowledged it. I might have even forced out a small, courtesy laugh. Then, a week later, the night we attended the concert, I realized the genius of the gift. What was a slightly humorous, slightly cliche gag hat was suddenly hilarious to me. JP wore the hat to the concert. Once on his head, the hat came alive. It was not unlike a Harry Potter movie. It was magical. I wish I would have taken a picture, but I'm guessing I'll have an opportunity sometime in the future.

It figures
According to the Sun-Sentinel, the housing boom in South Florida is over. Excellent. It looks like we bought our house just as the bubble was over-inflated almost to the point of bursting, but not quite. Our house was on the market for four days before we bought it, and we were competing with others to get the deal done. Now, there are houses in the neighborhood that have been for sale for months. Crap. This is nothing new for me. I bought a pair of parachute pants in the mid-80's. Two weeks later, they were out of style. We got our photo iPod on a Sunday. Monday, Apple announced the video iPod. Just once, I'd like to be out front on something. I got it. Maybe I'll write a gay cowboy movie.