My mantra

18 years from now, on a humid night –much like this one a young man was born (he of course was a baby when he was born, not a man). This boy grew up to become a fearless, smart, intelligent, desirable, sexy man- in the room next to his I was born and grew up to become like me- Father to a murdered son, husband to a murdered wife- that was me in my previous life when I was Russell Crowe in Gladiator.

In this life I am me- and I will eventually be-Father to an unplanned child, husband to wife with a killer body.

As I celabrate the first anivarsary to my seventeenth birthday- I feel mature already- now if only puberty kicked in, I will be all grown up.

The first thing I thought when I turned 18 was the fact that I will never be able to sneak into 18+ movies again, this was the only real difference I could think of between now and yesterday.

I guess I never really grew up after the age of nine I have the mind of a nine year old stuck in Russell Crowe’s body.

Ahhhh to be seventeen again