Thursdays are for Young People

It has recently come to my attention that there is a line between the old and the young. Yes my friends there is no general fade into either catagory, but specific discernable leaps. This leap is one of the first steps. There is no specific age. It can come at either 20 or 50. The onset of old age is a relative term that knows no age, no race, and no gender. My friends, I am talking about the ritual of Thursday night. In our college years we were introduced the beauty that is going out on a Thursday night. It is a show of defiance, it is a show of independence, and it is a damn good time. When you are finally out of eden and into the desert of corporate wandering for 40 years, the mecca of Thursday nights still remains a pillar of youth. Not that a person must go out EVERY thursday night, but the feeling of wanting to must be in your bones. There are other steps in becoming old, but this is one of the first gates to fall to the barbarians that will eventually come in and destroy all that is left of your screaming inner youth.

And that means, I am going out tonight.