There are some milestones in life where there is an expectation that we engage in a little self-reflection. […]
As I get ever closer to my 50th birthday its seems every where I look there is a […]
Occasionally age-related vanity gets me in its grip. Now that I wear glasses all the time, I feel […]
I now wear glasses. All the time. Until such time as I can bring myself to submit to laser surgery or deliberately stick a bit of plastic in my eye, I wear glasses to walk around in the world. I am still figuring this out as I have prescription sunglasses with a bifocal, walking around glasses and reading glasses for the computer, books, smart phone, canned goods labels, instructions… you get the idea. I now wear glasses.
As I get older it gets harder to recover from late nights and too little sleep.
Sleep is one of those things that gets to be a habit. Your body gets used to being well rested and protests when its not. It may have been a better strategy for me to fight the impulse to rest when tired in order to reduce the backlash when its not available. But that horse has left the barn.
I responded today to a quiz that a friend put on my facebook wall. I usually ignore these kinds of things but I was stone cold bored with sitting alone in my office wordsmithing a proposal. The fill-in-the-blank quiz gave you an age (29 in my case) and you had to fill in where you were what you were doing and so on.
Given that the sun is shining at the moment I’m refraining from ranting about the unreasonableness of House […]
As much as it is on the tip of my tongue to rant about the idiotic and infuriating […]
There is an American reporter on NPR, whose name I always forget, that inexplicably speaks in a BBC […]
And that number is $48. That’s what I threw down today for Origins Starting Over Age Erasing oil […]