Not a metaphor, I've had a flu or a bug or something and I've lost my voice. I can't even force something out, everything is just a whisper. I feel tired, but not exceptionally so. I mean, I could sleep, but I could most of the time anyway. Nothing new. I sound like a spy.... Continue Reading →
Am I Now Spry?
It's one of those adjectives to describe old people, which, like all older people, I kind of resent. I'm fifty-six, and it's is one of those ages that, when people of that age die, the younger ones say "Ah, but they've already lived most of their lives". And like everyone my age, I want to... Continue Reading →
I’d Like to Apologize
There are so many things for me to apologize for, being the usual sort of hypocrite one finds in the world (judging others for behavior that I'm guilty of myself, not liking to admit that I don't know something or that I'm wrong, you know, the usual). In this case I would like to apologize... Continue Reading →
The Way to Hell is Paved….
So there's two competing philosophies between "Fool me once, shame on you; Fool me twice shame on me" and "Turning the other cheek". One says that we should learn from our mistakes and if we make the same ones again, it's kind of our fault, the other says that we should give things a second... Continue Reading →
Moove your cow, and your mind will follow. 