My daughters HATE it when I refer to time with my male friends as “boys’ night” or “weekend with the boys.” Perhaps they would prefer Old Man Gathering.
Toss us a bone! Let us be boys on occasion.
So the fellas and I hit Charleston, SC, a few weeks ago to get away and act like we were 19 again. Only this time we didn’t need fake IDs.
We stayed in a VRO, Vacation Rental by Owner. It was a beautifully renovated three bedroom Charleston style home nestled between a brothel and a crack house. I think that’s why the price was right.
Thirty years ago, the location could have been interesting, but this time, we didn’t focus on connecting with our neighbors.
The great thing about being 50-year-old boys is that we now have the money to dine at really nice restaurants and pay for top shelf liquor. The bad thing about being 50-year-old boys is that the dinner gives us gas and one drink pretty much seals the night.
There were a ton of cute women prowling around downtown at 11 PM. They were about the same age as DJ. Oooooo. I wonder if they could tell we were older.
We had a great time watching TV shows like Naked and Afraid, walking by the crack house at 1 AM, ogling women and pulling each others’ fingers. Oh, and we qualified for the AARP discount at lunch.
The best of both worlds.
The Real Fuller House 
ForkInPage
/ October 21, 2015hahahhahhahahhah I hope I can be this positive when I’m older.
Danny Tanner
/ October 22, 2015We old people have to keep our spirits up or we die.
olivelexa
/ October 21, 2015Haha interesting piece
mamparks
/ October 21, 2015❤
Wayne
/ October 21, 201550 year old men do like to think they are still 19 year old boys in their minds. Fortunately their bodies know better!
aysheabird
/ October 21, 2015Your blog made me smile.
Danny Tanner
/ October 22, 2015that is good!
myrnacolemanfreelancer
/ October 22, 2015Enjoyed this. Older doesn’t mean dead and gone, maybe more like free to be… us. I know, I am one.