One day last week the boyfriend and I somehow got to talking about age. I think it started with a discussion about the people I work with and a comment to the effect of "I work with all the old guys." Then he was kind enough to remind me that I'm not so far away from 30 myself, which isn't old. But his comment got me to thinking about the fact that I've almost been alive for three decades. That's pretty heavy. And then I started examining the things I've done and consequently the things I've learned in my vast almost-24 years.

I've graduated not once, but twice. I remember Columbine, Kuwait and the bombing of the World Trade Center in New York. More recently, I've lived through the election of the first multi-racial president, seen pigs fly (swine flu, fyi) and the most recent of all I'm living through the United States' largest environmental disaster in history. I'm old enough to remember life before computers and cell phones. I remember buying my first CD and playing the original Nintendo for years. In two-and-a-half decades, I've actually seen and experienced a lot, which would lead one to believe that I should have a pretty decent knowledge base. Right?

Well, I'll tell you this. The things I've learned that I consider to be the most important didn't necessarily come from a class. Some of it is practical knowledge. Some of it is what should be common sense. And some of it I learned along the way purely by missteps and chance.

You should click on this to make it bigger. It's pretty funny.

I'm sure I have more useless knowledge that I could fill your heads with, if you even made it through that list. Unfortunately I cannot keep rambling on. It's almost time for me to go downstairs and stare aimlessly at the t.v. while advancing the server. You know something? I don't really watch the show I produce. By the time I've spent an entire night with the material that's in it, I don't care anymore. Does that make me a bad producer? My discrepancy reports and ratings don't say so!