Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Too Ate

It's my birthday. I am young, perhaps, by comparison to most people I know, but I feel old. Should I have done more? Should I have written more? Achieved more? Who can say? I better get cracking. I saw some of the Teen Choice Awards last night. That made me feel old. And male. It should be called the Screaming Fourteen Year Old Girl Awards. All the young movie stars sort of look generically the same. And all the girls act the same. They aren't allowed to have personalities or be funny. They are only allowed to look good. It worries me. But perhaps that is simply an old man worry.

8 comments:

Jason Grote said...

Wait, you're posting about the Teen Choice Awards and you're not saying who won?! I am on temterhooks!!!

You are a young 'un. I'm old enough to be your father.

RB Ripley said...

Your observations about the Teen Choice Awards are not old man worries. They are Orwellian worries. Please do not confuse the two.

Sheila said...

HAPPY B-DAY, BABY!

And last time I looked, you ARE a screaming teenage girl... am I wrong?

Adam said...

Jason--You are not old enough to be my father. Not even close. unless you hit puberty way early. Adam Sandler won.

RB--thanks for the affirmation.

Callaghan--thanks. I am a screaming teenage girl. Several actually.

Anonymous said...

for a teenage girl- you look pretty good- happy birthday spring chick.-love, Soda

tina said...

Happy Birthday, Adam!

Next year you will win the Teen Choice Award.

Adam said...

Thanks Soda and Tina! You all rock!

Hikaru said...

Happy (belated) birthday, Adam!

Hehehe. I'm in the same boat as you. I'm getting so out of touch, I watch VH1 Classic now. The only time I have any clue about what the kids are listening to is at the bars.