I've managed to survive 33 years (and a couple of weeks). What a long strange trip it's been.
In spite of some tell-tale signs of aging (wrinkles around eyes, gray hair, mystified and sometimes terrified by the current youth culture) in some ways I still feel like a little kid who doesn't know anything. What were you doing when you were 33? What have you learned since then? Did you feel "grown up" or did you still have a lot of learning and maturing to do? Had you met your current significant other or was that yet ahead?
Dan, eternally-adolescent class
"Middle of the Road" by The Pretenders
THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD IS TRYING TO FIND ME
I'M STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF LIFE WITH MY PLANS BEHIND MEWELL I GOT A SMILE FOR EVERYONE I MEET
AS LONG AS YOU DON'T TRY DRAGGING MY BAY
OR DROPPING THE BOMB ON MY STREET
NOW COME ON BABY
GET IN THE ROAD
OH COME ON NOW
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD, YEAH
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD YOU SEE THE DARNDEST THINGS
LIKE FAT GUYS DRIVING 'ROUND IN JEEPS THROUGH THE CITY
WEARING BIG DIAMOND RINGS AND SILK SUITS
PAST CORRUGATED TIN SHACKS FULL UP WITH KIDS
OH MAN I DON'T MEAN A HAMPSTEAD NURSERY
WHEN YOU OWN A BIG CHUNK OF THE BLOODY THIRD WORLD
THE BABIES JUST COME WITH THE SCENERY
OH COME ON BABY
GET IN THE ROAD
OH COME ON NOW
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD, YEAH
ONE... TWO... THREE... FOUR...
THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD IS NO PRIVATE CUL - DE - SAC
I CAN'T GET FROM THE CAB TO THE CURB
WITHOUT SOME LITTLE JERK ON MY BACK
DON'T HARASS ME, CAN'T YOU TELL
I'M GOING HOME, I'M TIRED AS HELLI'M NOT THE CAT I USED TO BEI GOT A KID, I'M THIRTY - THREE
BABY, GET IN THE ROAD
COME ON NOW
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD
YEAH