Taylor Made New York

Got up this morning, let the dog out, put the coffee on, then went about my morning routine. Tricked the damn dog in with a piece of bacon, (please remember this is not my dog, he moved in about six months ago and just never left) put my empty cup in the sink and headed off to the office.

I'm a Realtor in sunny PV, Mexico, with two showings booked for the morning, how bad could my day be. So I'm in a pretty good mood, both sets of clients are middle aged I noticed. OK but me I'm young, sure I'm 54 but I'm a young 54 not middle aged. The showings go well and I head back to the office in the company van. Who wackes the front drivers side panel trying to park the damn thing. None other then me. Well what can you expect its dark in the parking lot and the van is too big for the little spot. I have every reason to explain why I couldn't park the blank tank.

Into the office I go, discussed buy still cool, still OK with the day, the phone starts to ring and my secretary is off sick. All this new technology, of course I can't figure out how to answer the phone, its not my fault the damn thing is too complicated, what ever happened to those old black phones you just picked up.

Time to have a little fun, logged into Associated Content. Take a little look see whats up for grabs to write about. Taylor Made in love with New York. In my day Taylor Made was a great looking suit, and New York was a great place to go shopping for the weekend. Of course a few short weeks ago I thought Span you ate.

Went to google, who is Taylor Made and New York, two boys, two girls, a boy and a girl, not a clue. Which one is which, investigate via Fred my computer, will have the answer in no time. Well I found a picture of a girl with really big (grande) boobs falling out, looked like a tourist on the beach here in Vallarta. (You see some crazy sights here) Turns out she is New York, I would have thought she was Taylor just sounded more like a girls name. Taylor is the boy. Lots of investigation to come by this knowledge. Now the question was, do I think they are going to stay together. Well I have a question of my own. Who the hell cares.

Thought about my own question, and realized the young folks do, so if I don't and the young do, does that make me an old fart.

My middle age clients are my age, I cant see in the parking lot, have no idea how to answer the phone, (and don't give a rats ........ ops shouldn't say that) about Taylor or New. Nows thats another question, is Made his last name and York her last name, does New York get Made. My my, am I talking dirty and I don't know it. Please what is this world coming to. Why am I asking that, isn't that what my mother asked in her old age. Oh God, why didn't I phone in sick , if I had I may have still been young.

To hell with it, I'm heading off to my favorite palapa for a cool Margarita, and a plate of nachos. Will Made and York love until death do you part. Please I expect my Margarita to last longer.

Home to let the dog out, have a cup of coffee, trick the dog into coming in with a piece of bacon and go to bed a decade older then I was this morning. To all the old farts like me who don't give a rats...... i'll have a margarita for you. Hope to see you under the palapa.