Fifty.

Well, here I am– a fifty year old. Not really enjoying the sound of it. I did manage to have a good 50th b-day party, so there’s that.

While at my resort in Key West (Island House), I met quite a few people. They were mostly couples, as I tend to find couples more approachable than other single men. Not sure why that is, but I think it’s because there really isn’t any sexual expectation as they’re already together. So They tend to be more comfy, so I can relax. Or some such.

Anyway, Blake and Sean were going out to Monkey Bar for karaoke on Sunday night and said I should join them. So I did.

While there I met another guy (straight, Named Corey) who was also turning 50 soon who was traveling by himself. He was super nice and very comfortable with the gays– he even ended up buying the bar a round of shots on my birthday. More on that in a minute.

Blake and Sean and some other guys from the resort showed up and we all started drinking and karaoke-ing and having a gay old time.

When the clock struck midnight, I was wished happy birthday loudly, the karaoke host sang “You day its your birthday” while I played tambourine. The whole bar then sang happy birthday to me. And then I was feted with birthday shots and a free beer. (And the whole bar got a shot courtesy of Corey).

I sang like 5 songs, the best being “Don’t Rain On My Parade”. Crushed it. And Sean and I sang the “Whole new World” duet.

It was a lovely, spontaneous, and fun way to celebrate my milestone birthday and it’s probably my favorite memory from the trip. It was probably also the best birthday I’ve had in many years.