Half Man/Half Machine

Today was a mixture of good and bad. My girlfriend is out of town for a wedding, so I was left to fend for myself. I worked for most of the day, as I do most Saturdays, but today was not quite bad. I have a rare Sunday off, so I had lots to look forward to for tomorrow. I returned a broken cable box, ate dinner in the mall, which can be a cardiogram waiting to happen. Cardiogram. A word I really didn't think I would ever use 10 years ago. I took a nap, something that I have learned to enjoy the older I get. Now it is time to clean the house, and pretend that I actually kept the place clean the entire time girlfriend was gone. 

One thing that you will hear me talk about a lot on here is the Cubs. Talk about something that will age you; my passion over the summer, has turned into an obsession, and the Cubs have been no good for anyone the last 101 years. It has gotten so bad that I am watching Colorado Rockies games hoping for them to lose so that my underachieving baseball team will somehow rise to the occasion this last month of the season. 

My other passion, besides the Cubs, and girlfriend, is my dog. Her name is Ellie and she is a behemoth of a black lab, and probably my best friend. A relationship with a dog is a great thing to have as you get older. They listen. They understand. They never talk back. And the worst thing you put up with is an occasional accident on the floor. That I can deal with. 

Hope anyone who reads this starts to write back. As I said last night, I will keep writing everyday, and I hope for this to someday become a two way conversation.

Goodnight from Milwaukee

A

34 is approaching

So many magazines, books, and Lifetime movies are spent trying to understand the 30 plus woman. As my 34th birthday approaches in a week, I am realizing that there really isn't anything out there for the male version of these same problems. Some would say that ESPN, ESPN 2, and if you catch the reference, even ESPN the OCHO, are built for just these issues, but it is so much more. I am not looking for anyone to give me, or others, answers. I am only looking for quality communication among other 30 plus year old men who, perhaps like myself, are struggling with the idea that all that once was, is no longer, but the fear of what is yet to come scares the living shit out of you. So, anything is fair game. Wanna talk about work, go for it. Wanna talk about sports, be my guest. Anything is good to go: be it the women in your lives, or the boss that is on your ass, this is the place. No one may ever show up here, and therefore I will sit idly by pretending that I am not the only 30 something (avoiding the copyright infringement by not spelling 30) guy who still has a hard time figuring out. 

Here will only use first initials and the city. This is to protect the innocent, and to avoid anyone who cares to complain about the boss, the significant other, or anything else, from feeling they cannot be as open as they wish. 

A - Milwaukee

I am 33, soon to be 34, and still looking for answers to all the questions that I thought I would already have answered. I also thought by the time 33 came around I would be healthy, wealthy, and wise. At least I have my health.

Now it is your turn. Hope to hear from anyone. I will post daily in hopes to find others willing to join.