DEADPO- wait, I’m 40 now?

I think I’ll leave my Deadpool 2 review until next week when I get to see it again. In the meantime, I’m 40 now.

It’s actually no different from 39. I’m tired and mildly hungover, but that’s because I drank a bottle of Stroh 60 rum last night and had been in bed ten minutes before the traditional family midnight wake-up (that I’d forgotten was going to happen) happened.

This occurred on my 30th as well, and happens on every multiple-of-ten – a hardcore group of family and friends gather outside the victim’s window at midnight and wakes them up with any musical instruments as come to hand, then come in and have a beer.

So it was around one in the morning by the time I got to bed in the end. Now it’s coming up on 08:00am and I’m commuting. And sweating rum.

The crew delivered my gift, which is pretty glorious. Customised drink dispenser for the bar. I’ll have to post pictures when I have time to take some.

Today though, is work and then catering-shopping at the mall in the evening.

Posted from my Huawei mobile phone while on the bus

About Hatboy

I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends. Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages? I am Hatboy.
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6 Responses to DEADPO- wait, I’m 40 now?

  1. dreameling says:

    Happy birthday!

    Welcome to the club!



  2. brknwntr says:

    Fuck man, even I knew you were gonna get woken up. Virva was planning on attending but then realized she had to walk an hour to the gym this morning at 7 am. She (some say wisely, some say cowardly) begged off at the last moment. I was under strict orders to not rat this information out to you. Like jist because i dont celebrate birthdays i go around shiting all over everyones plans.

  3. Fucking backwards culture waking people up, making noise outside their fucking windows late at night. Good thing I don’t own firearms. And that this shit doesn’t happen here. LOL

    No, not even once a year, I’m not fucking having it.

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