Like everyone else who makes the mistake of getting older, I begin each day with coffee and the obituaries. So I guess I will have to make a concentrated effort to do something different in my life these days. The coffee is good this morning, I am savoring it and reading the latest offering on the bus boards, where one person is trying to trade two guitars for a bus, this is one reason I am giving up reading bus boards this year.
I am going to drop them and stick with the obits (which I often find more interesting).
It has also been mentioned here lately that I could be complaining too much, so I am going to try and change that part of my life that has become so unsavory here of late. Lord knows, it is often not easy being me, but something just drives me to keep on pluggin’ away and making the best of it I can. So I keep on chopping and watch where it is the chips may fly.
Often change is hard to embrace, but we need to try.
In the past I have written about the things in my life that effect me negatively, but today it is going to be different. I am going to try and be upbeat about it all. (Often I have been known to write with a somewhat remorseful tone or sorrowful attitude in salute to the dog days of my life … What other optimistic and positive folks call The Golden Years)
Here are a few more tid-bits to take with you in 2013:
Don’t lurk around web sites where people comment about your work unless you’re drunk. Don’t use emoticons. You’re too old to communicate like a twelve-year old girl. Don’t forget that you are the product of a culture that went stark raving mad about ten thousand years ago. Adjust your thinking accordingly.
Don’t answer Bus Board or Internet critics questions about the state of your equipment or website. It’s a trap. Don’t eat anything bigger than your head. True in the sixties, true today. Don’t believe that crap that you’re as young as you feel. Your feelings lie. Any chance you get to watch the Electric Horseman or Lawrence Of Arabia … Go for it.
Don’t eat at a place named Mom’s. Don’t hug men while shaking their hand. Enough already with that. The shake/hug (hug?) is probably something Roman guys did when their empire was in decline. Don’t buy underwear at Garage Sales …
Wow! 2013, I never in my wildest dreams imagined this number … Sixty-five years old, roughly twice as old as my bus. Ironic, isn’t it? Incidentally, my bus is, most likely in better shape, as it has had regularly scheduled maintenance during its lifetime.
Not long ago, I met an old tymer (sp.), now this guy was OLD (94) and I was amazed at some of the things that he had seen and experienced in his lifetime. My life pales in comparison. Soon I will be just like him I am afraid, starting all of my sentences with “back when I was a kid, or back in the day or I remember when.”
Which is of course … A dead give away.
Happy New Year …
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