It’s not bad enough that I unaccountably was forced to turn 65 this month. Now, adding insult to injury, I keep getting spam about seniors meeting seniors for something other than bridge. Unless your name is Leroy Jethro Gibbs, don’t bother calling.
I’ve hit THAT age
With the birthday just passed, I have reached the age where no matter what age a company sets for its senior discount, I qualify.
How the hell did this happen to me….
Sadomasochism my way
Get into your loosest, oldest, rattiest bathrobe, get under a blanket on your couch, spread a kitchen towel across your chest and eat nachos with homemade guacamole while watching the SAG Awards followed by the US Figure Skating Championships. Yep, a few hours of watching people whose total body weight is significantly less than what you carry around your belly is not the way to feel good about yourself. Especially when the women use less material in their whole dress than you use for your skivvies.
And yes, I am well aware of the irony of this self awareness achieved
The Sounds of Silence
When I was in college I spent a lot of time at my Aunt Toni’s house. One time I transcribed the words of the song The Sounds of Silence for my cousin Robert who needed it for a school assignment. To this day, I only have to hear the opening notes of that song and I am instantly transported back to Glenside Pennsylvania and the living room of my aunt’s home. The sun is shinning, it feels like autumn, and I’m sitting next to a hi fi playing the song over and over and grabbing a few lyrics with each
Why I want Newt to get the nomination
Because then my columns would write themselves for the next nine months.
Poor MItt
Why can’t he get anyone to like him well enough to look happy about voting for him.
LIstening to the Republican response
Listening to the Republican response to the State of the Union address left me wanting to crawl under my blanket, suck my thumb and whimper for my mommy.
And how was your day?
This was my e-mail to friends on Tuesday. Happily, it turns out to all have been worthwhile because Blondie is better! Yea!
OK, I’ve had the day from hell with my dog and it isn’t over yet. I am just now sitting down to answer my morning e-mail and Blondie is on her bed behind my desk howling at… well, nothing.
Got up at 6 AM, never my favorite time of day, and a friend came over who could drive in the dark to get her to the vet’s first thing for her anesthesia so they could x-ray her nose
The good and the bad of the sun’s return
The good… the sun is returning and shinning brightly.
The bad… the sun is returning and shinning brightly on all the dust I couldn’t see during the winter when it was dark.
Here’s what I don’t get
I understand about cheating in a relationship. It happens. But how the hell did those women look at Newt Gingrich and think, “I gotta have me some of that!”