Thursday, December 14, 2006

My dad's birthday!

Today is Papa Peg's 54th birthday! I rang this morning and wished him a happy birthday, and he said the same thing he says every year: "I hate my birthday. It means I'm one year closer to my death." Awesome! Where's the Hallmark card with THAT sentiment? (I understand though; I tend to get really moody and depressed around my birthday too because it reminds me of the AGING, and then my mom reminds me of the SINGLENESS and how my EGGS are LOSING VIABILITY AS WE SPEAK. Birthdays are festive in the Peg household.)

I'm interviewing at Iowa today and DQ picked me up from the airport and took me to lunch, which was just lovely, and now we're trying to study at Panera, with marginal success. I decided to take this opportunity to reflect on a few things. (We've kicked around the idea of blowing off this whole "study" thing and going out to the country so he can teach me how to drive a stick [insert dirty joke here] but I think DQ prefers driving his car in one piece rather than 8 so I'll stick to being chauffered around.)

1. Have ya'll seen this CNN article? Apparently 2 large-scale prospective studies in Uganda and Kenya were terminated prematurely because of the overwhelming finding that circumcising adult men cut in half their risk of HIV transmission through heterosexual intercourse. An important finding, I agree. I am concerned about its validity in America too, though, where the overwhelming majority of men are circumcised. It's not a free ticket to have unprotected sex, and practicing safe sex is the greatest safety measure against transmission.

2. I've been spending A LOT of time at airport bars lately. (This is sad. I know.) This morning at the O'Hare Bar & Grill as I worked my way through 2 Bloody Marys I saw two women get EXTREMELY shitfaced. Like, I've been drunk on an airplane many a time, but I've never tried to make out with a bar stool or been in danger of vomiting before the plane even got of the ground. As airport security escorted them out of the bar, the bartender said, "And that's why you have to be 21 to drink." To which I responded, "And even that's not old enough sometimes." And that got me thinking: we put legal age minimums on everything: Driving - 16, Voting/Serving/Smoking - 18, Drinking - 21, and Renting a Car (this one became painfully important to me this year) - 25. None of the real things in life have any sort of age limit. I really think dating should have an age limit (How's THAT for me turning into my mom?). And some people shouldn't be allowed into the dating pool at all. There is no age limit on how old you have to be to break someone's heart, or emotionally scar them for the rest of their life. In an unrelated thought, sex should also have an age limit. That is all.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

"practicing safe sex is the greatest safety measure against transmission" Ahem, Correction, practicing abstinence is the greatest safety measure against transmission. Safe sex would be the next best thing...sorry, just had to point that out...

Anonymous said...

Age limit meaning once you're older than a particular age you shouldn't do something, or as in minimum ages for doing something?

-- Ennis

trAcy said...

thanks for the CNN tip. (no pun intended.) i am torn (also, no puns) about the subject of circumsicsion (and can't spell it anyway), since asians and some africans don't do it and since, in africa, they have that tradition in a lot of places of slicing up females as well (usually at the age of four).

i just don't see how the "as is" version of our bodies isn't "good enough" to leave alone. and then you get into the whole jewish thing, which makes the act a symbol of a covenant with god. . . .

all very messy and complicated.

Infernotions said...

ha. i chanced upon your page. i blogged about this topic a while back - thought you'd be interested http://infernotions.com/blog1/2006/09/11/sects-lies-and-statistics/