Tagged With: age
A question of aging
I guess I’ve been in a kind of shock over the past few months, but as I was looking in the mirror today, it struck me: I’m 40. How the hell did that happen? How in the world did I become a creature that a man in his 30s (always my benchmark for solid adulthood) … Continue reading
Way to slip the existential crisis in at the end, Sherri.
Somebody just spam-commented every single post on my blog. And though the format makes it obvious it’s the same spammer, it appears each IP address is unique, though I didn’t check all 300 of ‘em, obviously. That’s crazy. Crazy spammers. That’s the biggest reason to love WordPress, their excellent spam filter. All I had to … Continue reading
A whole lotta wisdom
I don’t have anything important to say today, but I feel compelled to post. That’s how it is with me; there is no planning, no future posting as some of my more industrious friends may use. There is only the moment. Only the now. So right now I’m happy to be 39 and happy that I’ll be … Continue reading
