Going on 37

I am 36 years old. Is it possible to improve at anything once you're 36 years old?

Any people out there 36 years old or older who've recently found themselves getting better at something? I could use the encouragement.

Good short week this week, then we drive up to the Hamptons on Saturday morning. Hopefully I can avoid taking my shirt off in front of other, more physically appealing humans. Maybe if I get some Hulk Hands it will distract people away from my 80 year-old body.

A work buddy and I were walking back to the office with our pizza lunch today when he spotted a five dollah bill sitting right there on the sidewalk. Being a good man, he immediately picked it up, marched straight to a newsstand, and bought $5 worth of lottery tickets, insisting that another co-worker and I share in the winnings if -- when -- he wins.

The lottery is at $22 million right now. Let's call it 11 after taxes. I told the dude who found the fiver that he should take a little more, so let's say he takes $4 million and me and the other dude each get 3 and a half.

We started talking about what we would -- will -- do with our money, the usual moronic stuff. I am a complete sucker for lottery fantasy talk. I swore up and down that I wouldn't quit my job right away, and I meant it for a couple of reasons:

-having the job for a few weeks would give me a nice transition into my life of leisure...it would ground me a little bit, keep my head from spinning around and shooting off into space like a champagne cork
-there would be something perversely satisfying about every tough moment on the job, every time you screwed up or got screwed over or got reprimanded for something that somebody else screwed up -- you'd just smile stupidly as if to say, "Oh, shit, I nearly forgot. I have several million dollars in the bank. These problems are all temporary for me."

I'd definitely sleep in a little later every day though.

The guys were talking about the stuff they'd buy, Porsches and whatnot. I realized I don't really crave any of those things.

I'd buy:
-a functional and decent car, maybe something earth-friendly
-a home for my family with a hoop in the driveway
-some CD's

Then I'd give money to some of the people close to me who could use it, and some to charity.

Then I'd save the rest.

One of the guys actually said he would quit his job and sleep in every day, getting up just in time to watch the entire Mike and The Mad Dog show on TV.

I think I'd rather remain broke than listen to those assholes. To me, one of the priviledges of wealth is the freedom to never listen to "Mike and The Mad Dog" anymore. In general, while I like talking about sports, and reading about them, listening to "experts" talk about them is about as interesting to me as a dial tone. Especialy because they are almost universally sub-normal in terms of intelligence. Plus they care too much. Gas Face to them all, Joe Benigno aside.

I was hoping for a better post than this tonight. I was full of energy and the desire to put something good onto the internets, but I didn't have an idea in my head worth pursuing. Maybe tomorrow.

For ten points, what is the best dinosaur?