B-school

(by popular demand I'll post the withdrawn post. All are correct, if at my age I can't say what I want, why even try to say anything? Plus, I had 3 very weak bourbons at Malibus tonite. Larry complained that the OJ in his screwdriver was more potent than the vodka. In my man-cave this week we plot our next middle-aged frat excursions. Tomorrow we'll do Mexican, followed by a boat excursion and comedy club Thursday. We made light of the 43 yr old patient with tattoos and who never worked a day in his life. I don't even feel bad that Im getting jaded about that. We did meet a former Bengals cheerleader tonite. That was pretty cool.)

HERE IS THE ORIGINAL POST:  

As promised. There are races to run, there are mountains to climb, there are songs to hear, there are paths to hike, there are hearts to break, there are hugs to give, there are wines to taste..I've done all that. What's left? I've held beating hearts in my hand, I've consoled broken hearts, I've repaired hearts. I've raised kids, I've raised grandkids. I've kissed dogs, I've kicked dogs. I've gangbanged, I've been stomped. I travel, I contemplate. I love, I hate. I'm proud, I'm ashamed. In a very short time, I've done a lot. I study. I read. I think. I fantasize.

I'm me.

I want more.

The stars have aligned. The universe is mine.

So, I'm going to torture myself once again. I'm going back to school, I think. I've applied, I've been accepted. The deposit monies are sent. I need to decide. Do I immerse myself once again, get my 4th degree? Or do I just get a hobby? Or just..do nothing?
I'm confused. Universities of Michigan,Florida, Ohio State, Auburn..all call. They are perfect. They are not needed.

I don't know. Eli Lilly interview this month.

......and the beat goes on.


I take solace in my photos.

Ann Arbor seems nice.