Earlier today a buddy texted me while I was on a decline bench doing the dumbells. As is his wont he asked “How’s it hanging” to which I replied “upside down”. Between sets (and back upright) we talked about each other’s evening plans. I was going to dictate charts and tidy up some papers. He was going to a pool party, the kind which sounded rather R-rated if not more so.
It is about 10PM. As I think of my friend (no doubt having a ball) I wonder at the contrasts of our evenings. It makes me feel old and a bit gipped. I am reminded of a short story in which there is a line about a parent who was at –
“An age when night had turned to no purpose but sleep.”
I also remember a commercial in which someone opens a bottle of beer which creates an instantaneous party. I fancy having one of those fabulous brews right now but I can’t recall the name. No point in running out to the 24 convenience store.
Stinko.
Truth be told what I really need is stretching and some rest. As the world spins around me with everyone I know having late night romps (and goodness knows what else) I will be falling asleep reading a medical journal.
If anyone is planning a pool party next weekend Saturday, please think of me.
I will provide the beer.
Spo-Reflections 
13 comments
August 25, 2012 at 10:31 PM
anne marie in philly
hey, my saturday evening was spent knitting and listening to my baseball game. I did my partying back in the day. now I am content to be an “old fart”.
truth be told, after 2 cosmos I fall asleep; a party pooper indeed. 😉
August 26, 2012 at 2:28 AM
Rick
Free beer! You should get a multitude of invites. But…your mood will probably change by next weekend.
August 26, 2012 at 4:32 AM
Daryl
We don’t get out and do much anymore either. The most is a Saturday evening with a few close friends.
August 26, 2012 at 4:46 AM
William Fregosi
My advice is to get out a bit more and not to warehouse yourself at a ridiculously early age; you’re still extremely attractive, full of life and great humor, and a very interesting man.
August 26, 2012 at 5:38 AM
Ray
First of all you do not need any beauty rest. I think you are hansome the way you are. Second I do understand about thinking of others having the fun life, so to speak, but going out once in a while may be more fun the all of the time like your freind is doing. We all of our different way of moving in life. Enjoy yours to the fullest.
Hugs
Ray
August 26, 2012 at 6:03 AM
Tony Davis
well, you are not so old if you are texting just like all the hipsters at the gym! here is what i have discovered about saturday nights. they are a pain in the ass to be out in. people are rude and there are too many of them. last night i poured a glass of red wine and was all prepared to watch a netflix movie, when the damn service refused to stream. so i stopped trying, turned on some music, and wrote. went to bed at 11, satisfied. i could have gone to a neil diamond concert, a street fair, or a bar, but any one of those would have left me less satisfied than my imaginings promised. i have been to those r-rated pool parties a time or two, and there are never very many people who there who i am happy to see in an “r-rated” position! solitude…now THAT is always satisfying! you are not older, just wiser. no need to run around like a banshee anymore looking for something that does not exist.
August 26, 2012 at 7:32 AM
Ron
I too have those quiet Saturday nights Dr. Spo. Last night I settled into my bedroom, turned the lights out, turned on my 60 inch wide screen TV, inserted my Netflix Season Two of “Six Feet Under”, popped a bag of Natural Orville Redenbacher popcorn and settled down in my easy chair and ENJOYED my Saturday evening. Ironically, the death on last night’s episode was about a lady who lived by herself and died and it was a week before her decomposing body was discovered. Oh well, I enjoyed my Saturday night ALONE.
August 26, 2012 at 8:11 AM
Fritz Bell
Hey. we’ve got a “Work & Play” gathering here at Walmut Hill next weekend and could use the beer! Too bad you’re so far away!
August 26, 2012 at 10:51 AM
Jay
I find I enjoy my Sundays more if I don’t go out partying on Saturday night. Right now I am listening to an Opera on PBS.
August 26, 2012 at 10:52 AM
Mitchell Block
I had dinner in front of the TV Saturday night. The last pool party I was invited to was in 1992 and it was at MY house!
August 26, 2012 at 1:40 PM
DougT
I was in bed by 10 last night, if that makes you feel any better. On the other hand, next weekend I will be in New Orleans picking up leafcutter ants from Audubon Zoo. I hear that they are having some sort of party over the weekend.
August 26, 2012 at 1:50 PM
Urspo
Hurricane rather
Sent from nowhere in particular.
August 26, 2012 at 5:48 PM
truthspew
I’m going to sleep well. We did the Newport Cliff Walk. Quite a workout if you go off the path a bit.
But a pool party does sound fun. One of the things I’d really like to have is home with a pool. You’d never get me out of the pool. Seriously, when I was a kid we had a pool and I spent most of my time waterlogged or in the pool.
Yeah, I’m a fire sign who likes water. Go figure. I also like forest, a lot, as in camping out. I’d love to find an inexpensive Volkswagen T5 for that.