October 15, 2007

October 12, 2007

  • Happy birthday to moi!!

      Yup.  Hit the big six-oh today.  I am as old as the transistor, the independent state of India, the Taft-Hartley Act, the Spruce Goose, and integration in major-league baseball.  Thing is, I don’t feel that old.  My physical disabilities are more due to genetic defects, old injuries and chronic illness than age –okay, except for the cataracts–not many teenagers running around with opaque corneas.

    But jeez–sixty.  That does sound bloody antique, so I tried to think of an accurate way to minimize it.  Sixty = two to the sixth power, minus four.  Nah, that sounds even worse.  How about “three score”?  That has a nice Lincolnesque ring to it, but it brings to mind “three score and ten,” the Biblical lifespan.  I have lots more than one lousy decade left, I’m sure.

    Then I remembered what George Carlin said–so now I’m not sixty at all–only “16 Celsius.”

    Happy birthday, sweet sixteen!

October 11, 2007

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September 22, 2007

  • Are you happy?

    Most of the time–despite living wiht pain, poverty, and disability on a dailt basis–I am radiantly happy.

    I revel in being alive, I take joy in watching the changing seasons and the mountains and the local wildlife (moose, magpies, ravens, eagles, whatever), I cherish my interactions with other beings, whether they be people on the street, a spider in my car, or one of my household cats.

    Truth is, one does not need any “thing” in order to be happy.  If one requires anything outside of oneself to be happy, one is addicted to it.  I prefer being inner-directed.

       

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