Reality Sinks In
Posted by Ace on May 23rd, 2010 filed in letters from AceThere are bottles sitting on my shelf of the hard cider I make that are 17 years old.
SEVENTEEN YEARS OLD.
When the f@#* did I get so old??
There are bottles sitting on my shelf of the hard cider I make that are 17 years old.
SEVENTEEN YEARS OLD.
When the f@#* did I get so old??
May 23rd, 2010 at 3:02 pm
That is word for word what Dad would have said…
May 23rd, 2010 at 8:58 pm
Oh great!
June 3rd, 2010 at 2:58 pm
I have aikido students who are in college, who are younger than the belt I wear when I teach.
June 3rd, 2010 at 8:35 pm
Your belt is probably in better shape than the cider.
June 3rd, 2010 at 8:54 pm
Given the tradition of never washing the belt, my belt and your cider probably smell about the same.