Today is my birthday at 10:18 PM I’ll be a quarter of a Century old. I’ll admit that I didn’t know where I’d be by the time I hit this foil wrap around cover issue (comic geeks should get it, rememeber how Magneto pulled the adamantium out of Wolverine?). I guess in this fast paced world where we live longer, enduring the ever expanding progess of the society and coping with the associated ailments (badly) it makes sense that I might feel a certain melancholic ennui about the whole affair of passing away from my “best years”. Certainly things have not passed as I might have planned nor would they ever or should they even in the best of all possible worlds. I suppose my New Years resolution toward some kind of unabstract attempt at peace of mind is at best a noble goal and at worst a futile one (like how I finally worked the titular line in there?) so it goes. I’m sure I’ve got a few more years to work something out but who is to say anything will work out? We’ll that’s the big Existential crisis that we all must deal with sooner or later best to be done with it. I have a meeting, later.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/January_19
Here’s the Wiki on all the coolness of this date. I feel honored to note that they have a predicted future happening for mine which is pretty cool.