{"id":45,"date":"2009-10-13T23:53:02","date_gmt":"2009-10-14T05:53:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.talyarkoni.org\/blog\/?p=45"},"modified":"2009-10-13T23:59:56","modified_gmt":"2009-10-14T05:59:56","slug":"not-a-day-over-six","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/talyarkoni.org\/blog\/2009\/10\/13\/not-a-day-over-six\/","title":{"rendered":"not a day over six"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I was born twenty-nine years ago today. This isn&#8217;t particularly noteworthy&#8211;after all, there are few things as predictable as birthdays&#8211;except that all day today, people have been trying to scare me into thinking I&#8217;m old. Like somehow twenty-nine is the big one. Well, it isn&#8217;t the big one, and I&#8217;m not old. Telling me that I have one more year left before it all goes to hell doesn&#8217;t make me feel nervous, it just makes you a dirty rotten liar. If my eyesight wasn&#8217;t completely shot and my rotator cuff muscles hadn&#8217;t degenerated from disuse, I&#8217;d probably try to punch anyone insinuating that I&#8217;m on the downward slope. I&#8217;m not on the downward slope; I feel sprightly! So sprightly that I think I&#8217;ll go for a walk. Right now. In the dark. Even though it&#8217;s midnight and about negative one zillion degrees outside. I may look twenty-nine on the outside, but I can assure you that on the inside, I&#8217;m not a day over six years old.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I was born twenty-nine years ago today. This isn&#8217;t particularly noteworthy&#8211;after all, there are few things as predictable as birthdays&#8211;except that all day today, people have been trying to scare me into thinking I&#8217;m old. Like somehow twenty-nine is the big one. Well, it isn&#8217;t the big one, and I&#8217;m not old. Telling me that &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/talyarkoni.org\/blog\/2009\/10\/13\/not-a-day-over-six\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">not a day over six<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"footnotes":"","_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pEZxN-J","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/talyarkoni.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/talyarkoni.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/talyarkoni.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/talyarkoni.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/talyarkoni.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=45"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/talyarkoni.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":49,"href":"https:\/\/talyarkoni.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/45\/revisions\/49"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/talyarkoni.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=45"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/talyarkoni.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=45"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/talyarkoni.org\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=45"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}