Goodtimes, goodtimes.

I gotta say (and feel the need to post), that right now is a really good time to be Steve. I'm old enough to have learned a little, and more importantly, am old enough to know that I still have a lot to learn. Plus, I'm young enough that I don't look all that old yet (just a few gray hairs on the sides), am not physically falling apart yet, can still understand most of the crazy jive them young whippersnappers are frontin', and am into bands that a seventeen year old wouldn't find repulsive.

Seriously. 37 is fitting me pretty damn well right now. When does the mid-life crisis hit? Historically, I've been about five years behind everyone my age, so I'm thinkin' I've got a good five to eight years of this groove I'm in before I need to consider growing up and being an adult. Err...