…aging on the way to old? Well that is too much. There is too much raw energy, too much bare anger and rage and all the feelings worn on the outside, showing, demanding we look.
Tag: expectations
Bite-size Joys
I’m the last person to look to for advice when it comes to accentuating the positive. I have a tendency to get mired in the muck of the mundane, stuck in the shit, bogged down in the banal…you get the idea. At the dawning of these times of plague, my advice was to do whatever…
Mind the (Generation) Gap
For me, turning 40 was a breeze. 40 was a joy. 40 was a snap. I looked hot at 40. Now I look good… for my age. See that sneaky little caveat there? For my age. Three little words that make a capital B Big difference. A wise friend once told me it wasn’t 40 when things…
I Got Chills, They’re Multiplyin’….
I’ve had some crappy jobs in my life. Trying to sound enthusiastic about selling frozen steak when I was in high school is right up there near the top. Serving up blizzards with a smile and scrubbing toilets at Dairy Queen for $3.25 an hour probably makes the list too. But by far the worst…
