Thursday, February 28, 2008

You know you're old when...

I'm officially ancient. It's bad enough when your children think of you as decrepit. Explaining that black plastic disks are music records, smearing peanut butter and jam on crackers is not a new invention, and why and how I've managed to see every Bugs Bunny cartoon, well, that all comes with the parental territory.

These days the real age meter comes with the type of Muzak playing from store speakers. The other day I was in Walmart and heard English Beat's "Mirror in the Bathroom." It's one thing to hear some Bryan Adams or even Whitney Houston, but a relatively obscure ska hit? I swear, I got me the rhumetiz right there and then.

Never mind the constant daily spam for Viagra. Do they know something I don't?

Then my insurance guy calls to tell me my life insurance is due for renewal...AT THREE TIMES THE COST!!!.

Evidently I'm too old to insure.

Well, Gotta go now. I saw in the paper 'Depends' are on sale in the drugstore and I think I had better stock up.


Friday, February 22, 2008

A long cold winter

The blahs have hit me pretty hard this winter. I've had a major crisis of faith lately. The problem with sending so many stories out at the same time is you get the rejections clustered together. It can be deflating.

Needless to say, I haven't written much.

Till now. I think I've hauled myself out of my malaise. Hopefully it will last. HOPEFULLY I'll get another acceptance to stroke the old ego.

Okay. Got things to do. Have a good one.


Tuesday, February 05, 2008

The Power of the Blog!!

No doubt my comment has struck terror in the heart of our local newspaper editor. In spite of the fact I did not mention the newspaper name, the paper has printed a corrected article in their next edition. Yes, I feel all so powerful. The champion of the downtrodden, that's me.

Fear not, bargers, barbers, or even barfers, for I am on the job.

and fade to black.