On Monday the nation took a day to reflect and celebrate the contributions of one man, Supergay Detroit, as he turned 40.
They said it couldn't happen here. But it did! The halcyon days of youth are now behind me (heh) and the full mantle of adulthood must now be assumed. Am I bitter? Sure. I mean you can be a youthful-looking fellow "in your 30s" and people still think you are a youngster, but a young-looking 40 is still 40.
OK actually I'm joking, I don't really have an issue with turning 40. It's weird, for sure. To me 40 is my uncle's bawdy 40th birthday party and the bounty of boob-related gag gifts he received (I vividly remember a pillowcase with a photograph of a woman's breasticles screened on it, very traumatizing for a pre-teen faglet). It's "wow, 40." Not for other people, of course, just me.
But it does kind of feel like I have to take a few things more seriously. When I turned 35 I made some decisions - changing up the career, moving from Ann Arbor to Detroit - and I set 40 as the next milestone. And that's actually been part of the reason for my break in writing here, I've been spending some time reviewing the situation. Well, and working like a dawg on my paying gig. 40 may be an arbitrary review date, but you must agree the timing is good.
A group of my wonderful friends surprised me with a trip to NYC for the weekend - those are seriously good friends - and it was just what this haggard soul needed. A chic little hotel, lots of cocktails, restaurant and bar interiors that actually show some thoughtful design, and laughs and laughs and laughs with old friends.
I didn't return with an urge to flee to New York, but I did come back with a resolve to get the fun back into my life. Not just in the free time, but work used to be fun, and blogging used to be such a joy. I honestly have no idea what is involved with that but I am sure there is a solution that will fix absolutely everything. (To pre-empt questions: I have no immediate plans to leave Detroit and I am reasonably sure I will continue to write this blog. For better or for worse.)
OK enough reflection. Let me leave you today with a pearl of wisdom gleaned from my many years of experience on this earth. To thank you for being a Supergay Detroit reader, I won't even charge you for it.
Moisturize. You can't start too early.