In my head, I stopped aging at 23. Maybe that’s because I was married just days after 23. Maybe marriage was the mark of being a grown-up, so I just don’t feel substantially different with each passing birthday.
Sure, I have kids now, but I don’t really feel older than when I got married. The fact that I have kids just means that I am a virile 23-year-old.
But that doesn’t change the fact that I’ll be 30 next month.
Medically speaking, this is a mixed bag. According to a CNN report, people have the greatest cognitive abilities between 30 and 40. But also, our major organs start to break down at 30.
Anyway, aging is better than the alternative. Plus, there are usually presents.
So for those of you who would like to give me something, here’s my list:
- A Clash of Kings by George R. R. Martin
- Any book by Jasper Fforde
- On Writing by Stephen King
- The Extraordinary Education of Nicholas Benedict by Trenton Lee Stewart
- Any CD by Frightened Rabbit
Lego Sets (Any of these would be fine)
- Monster Fighters
- The Lord of the Rings
- Pharaoh’s Quest
- Kingdoms (check with my wife to see which ones I’m missing)
- Marvel Super Heroes
- Humorous T-shirts (Size L usually)
That’s a pretty good list. I may add to it if I see something else that looks good. Mostly, this list is for people like close family members, but if you want to buy something for me, that’s cool too. Maybe you could have it delivered to my work and I’ll get it there (that way I don’t reveal my actual address on the interweb). Ship any gifts to Josh Mosey c/o Baker Book House, 2768 E Paris Ave. SE, Grand Rapids, MI 49546. Unless it is a mean or deadly gift. Don’t bother to mail those to me.
Hey, only five more years until I can run for President, right?