So, today was my 30th birthday. And it’s made me think about how much I’ve changed over the past 10 years. Don’t get me wrong - it’s not much change. I mean, I got 3 video games for my birthday this year. That’s probably more than I got when I was 14.
But I have changed. I’ve taken on more adult jobs and more adult responsibilites. So has everyone else in my group of friends/demographic/etc. And truth is - it isn’t as much fun.
And then this morning, I woke to pretty awesome news. Pete Wentz, one of my best friends/boss/guy who owns this clothing line, gave me a birthday shout out while he was judging the TV show “Australian Idol.” Like it meant something to anyone besides him. Cause he wanted to do it and he thought I’d crack a smile. And I did. But it got me thinking. And the pople who are reading this are most likely not 30. But you will be one day, so keep this in mind.
How is Pete Wentz having the most fun at 30? Major television show where he can shout out a best friend’s birthday? Yeah, he’ll do it. Make a bet with a friend that might, and did, involve getting a horrible tattoo of their face on his body? Sure, sounds entertaining. Drink pee on stage in a twisted game of Russian Roulette? Listen, I’m not validating it, but that did happen.
After my 30th birthday, I’m looking up to Pete in a different way now. Not just cause the dude has more arms than Vishnu in one million cookie jars. Not just because of how much he loves his son and family. Not just because he’s living out his dream. Because while he’s doing all that - he’s having fun.
So, I ask, how is the busiest person we all know…with adult ass jobs and responsibilities, how is this person having the most fun?
I don’t think the dude is ever going to change. And that’s why I’m looking up to him today. Thank you for the shout out and thank you for bringing me along for the fun.
Oh, yeah, also, we’re bringing back the Marauder. Told you, never changing.
Don’t just skip from the picture to the next blog post on your dash. Read.
Thanks for being an inspiration, Jensen. And happy birthday from the kids of fuckyeahclandestineindustries.
