A Parrothead looks at aging

I recently celebrated a birthday. Which one? Doesn't really matter. Let's just say it was my 29th...

I took the week off from work. I started the week by finally getting the tattoo I was supposed to get about half of my life ago. And now that I'm ...29...I figured it was about time.

Figured I should spend some time pondering the universe and my place in it. Being the Parrothead that I am, I sought the wisdom of my favorite pirate, Jimmy Buffett. Jimmy is much more than a margarita-drinking, shrimp-eating, island-loving singer/songwriter. There really is wisdom in many of his songs. Like most things that are deeper than a puddle, the key is to open your mind.

I opened my mind, in true parrothead fashion, and realized a couple of things:

1) Margaritaville is a state of mind

Life is good in Margaritaville and the mind is a powerful thing - with most people at least. It's much easier to keep from blowing a gasket if you make yourself believe you're in Margaritaville.

2) Billy Clyde was the sanest one of all

"Billy Clyde wasn't insane" is my new mantra. Yeah, I know, he's just a character in a song. And those of you that don't belong to the phlock have no clue who he is. To sum it up - Billy Clyde ditched his whole crazy corporate life one day and went to the islands to start a new life among the palm trees. How freakin' cool is that?? (Hey, at least I don't believe that everyone has a cousin in Miami.) We can all learn alot from Billy Clyde. No, I'm not saying everyone should bail on reality and go down island. I'm just saying life is too short to waste time not being happy.