The Economy of Old Age (Part II)
Because the U.S. loves sequels, I have added a follow up to a previously successful post that portends the potential of a trilogy materializing and–who knows?–spin offs totally possible. I am combating stereotypes about growing older. I’ve gone renegade-vigilante, full of vengeance, exonerated of remorse. The stereotype I have decided to obliterate first is this: “As people age, they tend to grow wiser.” I intend to fait accompli this cliché to death by performing a variety of stunts. Take this example. I know a guy who knows a lady who can get in touch with this guy that knows about a place in Fresno, California where the whole floor is made from trampolines. Notice, I didn’t say trampoline singular but, like, trampolines. Insanity. So, you can go hopping around like crazy and performing all sorts of aerial-like-slow-motion-crouching-tiger-hidden-dragon-martial-arts-gymnastics kinds of stunts. Like they say in the current vernacular, I’m going to own it. Actually, they say it in more of a slang way. “I’m a gonna own ya.” Death to all age stereotypes! (P.S. Shortly after this post and the attached picture, the author incurred a mild trauma to the right shoulder after he collided with an enclosing concrete wall at the aforementioned trampoline attraction. Any considerations for follow-up posts relating to this topic have been suspended. Conversely, plans are underway to launch a series of posts around the topic of “Things I Learned the Hard Way that I Should Have Already Known about but Got Too Cocky and Tried to Do Anyway and Now [...]
