Old Man Dan... :-(

It's official - I am now a grizzled old fart.....

Sure, there were other clues along the way - diabetes, trifocals, orthotics...

But my biggest clue was this past weekend, where I boasted (after watching the song performed on The Voice) that I could play House Of The Rising Sun on my guitar, behind my head.

Just playing that song is no big deal, it comes pre-installed on every guitar you can buy. Playing it behind my head was a party trick I picked up while I was still a teen, so imagine the ladies I used to attract with THAT little gimmick!!

Actually, I was also a 5-star nerd, so even turning lead into gold would have been of nominal interest to girls back in the day....however, the guitar bit was fun to roll out whenever I was able to.

Last night, thanks to a diabetes-related shoulder condition, I discovered that I could no longer raise my hands about my shoulders, let alone stretch them back far enough to strum a guitar resting backwards on my neck. This probably also means that my days of dancing to Y-M-C-A are over....

Guess now I have to add another herbal supplement to my daily routine, or try stretching to limber my antiquated old arse up a bit - if it gets any worse, I won't even be able to lift soda pop to my lips!!

With age comes wisdom, but also the flexibility of the Tin Man. If you're going to throw me a baseball, keep it low, Bub....

Later...