Thirtysomething

This post is not about the television drama about a group of baby boomers in their thirties that aired on ABC between 1987 and 1991. It's about a guy, let's call him Alex, taking his first steps into this new world. I am now thirtysomething. Your twenties are a blur. Your thirties, you raise your family, you make a little money and you think to yourself, "What happened to my twenties?". Bonus points to whomever knows what movie that line is from, and whom said it.

Today was a very busy day. It started at noon at the aerial park at Camp Fortune where seven brave individuals walked a very fine line between victory and disaster, all the while being supported by, a very fine line. We set out on their beginners course, aptly named The Explorer. Three hours of tempting fate while climbing ladders, walking across ropes, and cruising across the sky on a zip line. It was invigorating and definitely worth doing again. For pictures, go here.

Next, we went to the private room at Dooly's, situated in the back corner of the pool hall and featuring two pool tables, leather sofas, coffee tables, stone fireplace with heater, personal stereo system with multi CD player, 50 inch HD plasma screen, and hi-speed internet connection. We even had our own waitress who proceeded to card everyone in the room, even if our order solely consisted of an iced tea; they don't mess around. Lastly, we went to Tucker's to belly up to their fantastic buffet.