I'm a Rocker, Through and Through

I heard a song on the radio today. Welcome to the Jungle indeed. My wise-ass roommate got this incriminating photo of me while I was giving the best Axle voice I have. When I was in kindergarten I wrote a few sentences describing my future ambitions to be the newest member of Van Halen. It got me thinking about where I am today, and what has happened to my goals along the way into adulthood. When kids are young, they never tell you that they want to grow up and be a high school drop out, or a drug addict, or an alcoholic. They want to be firemen, doctors, and astronauts. They literally want to shoot for the moon. I honestly can't recall a specific moment in life when my high hopes became far off dreams, just that it happened over a gradual time in my pre-teen years. With the knowledge of the Tooth Fairy, Santa, and the Easter Bunny becoming nothing more than "little kid stuff", my dreams joined the ranks of that little kid stuff as the harsh reality of the now came into focus. And lets face it, its pretty hard to take your distant future into consideration when you're hanging out after school with your friends trying to be cool. And where am I now? Like a large portion of America, just trying to make it and be happy. Nobody wants to look back at the span of their life and think, "Gee, I wish I would've done that". So I guess I need to come up with some new goals that are attainable. Like seeing Europe, or hiking the Appalachian trail. You never know though, maybe Van Halen will have a reunion tour and have need of a new drummer. It could happen.