Every year around this time, all my thoughts start to spiral down in the the great gravity well known as my upcoming birthday (#36, the yardstick birthday). While obsessing over aging, sagging, expanding, and receding, I started looking at things that happened on that day wondering what it says about me. Here’s what I’ve gathered:
People Who Were Born:
Carson Daly - I’ll sleep with Tara Reid? (in my dreams)
Tim Russ - I"m a Vulcan?
Freddie Prinze - My child will date a vampire slayer?
Cyndi Lauper - I like to He-bop? (Mais Óui)
Lindsay Wagner - I have really good hearing?
Meryl Streep - A dingo ate my baby?
Todd Rundgren - I’m not quite as cool as I think I am?
David L. Lander - I’m Squiggy and hang around with Nigel Tufnel?
Prunella Scales - I’m a prudish English woman whose husband runs an inn and beats up on Spaniards?
Steven Page (BNL) - I’m a fat guy with glasses? (sadly true)
Dicky Barret (Mighy Mighty Bosstones) - I’m loud and have no fashion sense (also sadly true)
Bruce Campbell - I will raise the dead?
Jimmy Sommerville - I’m a gay falsetto singer? (no comment)
People Who Died:
Fred Astaire & Judy Garland - People who are entertaining die around me?
All in all, not a very pretty picture (except for the Tara Reid part).
I read last year (don’t have a cite) that a survey of American women indicated that they think 37-38 is the sexiest age a man can be. They look the best, are mature, established, experienced. Some of the sexiest guys alive (in my opinion) are currently 37-40…
so look at it this way…you’re just building up to the sexiest time of your life!
Tris, that is sooo cool. I wish I could be 36 again. Any cool math thing about 41? Besides it being a prime?
I swear, I hate math, I can’t even figure out what a 5% raise would get me, it’s just this weird thing about age.