Figuring out what it’s all about

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It has occurred to me over the last several weeks that I have a large case of arrested development.  I simply don’t know what I want to be when I grow up.  Once again, Netflix to the rescue!

Let me explain.  Over my eight-week incarceration ( the sentence was to eight weeks of extreme boredom for the crime of wearing stilts most of my life), I watched a lot of Netflix since I couldn’t do much else but beg my friends to make Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup runs to Fred’s from time to time.

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Alphabet soup causes indigestion

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There is a trend I see brewing in the business world which has become irritating,  if not downright confusing.  As an editor for the past few months I had an opportunity to nip this annoying  habit in the bud, but I failed miserably.  Like a tick, acronyms seem to have burrowed in and won’t budge without more  radical action than I could provide.

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Protesting this ‘senior’ thing

the_glass_is_too_big_journalIs my glass half empty or half full? Sometimes the glass is just too blamed big…or like in my case it has a slow leak.

Thinking about that leak, I am organizing a protest for the flagrant insults I see spreading around the country with regard to senior citizen status. First of all, I don’t like being called a senior. I was a senior a half century ago at West Point High School and there’s no relationship whatsoever.

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Aging with an attitude

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We can hardly expect the generation that brought us Woodstock and The Beetles to go quietly into the night.  The Baby Boomers broke all the rules in our youth so dare we expect less as we age?

I have decided to change my approach to this aging thing.  After all, we’re all doing it from the day we’re born to the day we decide to jump out of a plane on our 80th birthday – hopefully wearing a parachute!

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