Cool Hippie- funny Grandpa

One see one self as a kid then later a rough and tumble teen. In my case a cool Hippie or what I thought was such. As you  grow up some of these thoughts linger. I remember hitting various mile stones, 16 and I can drive, 21 and I can be an adult. For me nothing then till 45. At that ripe old age I felt ready for anything.

As your children have children then you realize you are a funny grandpa. Not the avant guard hipster you saw in the old days. Not the cool guy with the new ideas.  So you draw and post on your blog and 6 people read it and learn a little of what you think is cool.

Well folk keep your brushes wet and your cool gramps informed.