MY BOGGY BLOG: find your way through the murk

Feeling 20 again...

A strange and interesting evening last night. It was the one-year anniversary of DH's friend S.'s death. S. was 42, died of skin cancer morphing into other cancers, and he was very into the punk rock scene. So this celebration/memorial was held at 7th Street Entry (the bar attached to First Avenue in Minneapolis, of Prince's Purple Rain fame), and was a lot of live punk rock music. It was both sad and fun at the same time. It was so hard to believe a year had passed.

Since we were going out, I got dressed up, my coolest clothes (which are still not that cool!)hair, makeup... And when we entered the bar, I got carded at the door! Woo-hee! I am sure the Nice Young Man at the door did a double-take when he saw 1964 on my license! I will be 40 in September, and thought my days of being carded were long over. He mumbled "I thought you were younger" and I just told him he'd made my night. Who knows-- maybe he just does this to all the middle-aged ladies to give them a thrill? But I felt younger all night!