The roaring engine of a 46-foot, 18-wheel semi stopped traffic in my neighborhood until the driver could unload something I had ordered. It was 30 cases of books. What was I thinking?
I pretended it was a surprise but the driver knew better. It was my book “Love, Laughter & Losing My Key: A Boomer’s Survival Guide.”
“The Book” will be out next week (cover at left – poor quality because I shot it from a poster), Then I learned this week that my pesky cancer has returned, but I am strangely pumped. Go figure.
By now you know that my book “Love Laughter and Losing My Keys: A Boomer’s Survival Guide” will be out next week. So I’d best be about surviving this stubborn cancer bugger lest my book title go down the drain with my book sales. The big question is NOW WHAT?
This week, I followed a young man as he wandered through Walmart. I wasn’t stalking him exactly; I was just fascinated by the running dialog he was feeding into his cell phone. Without taking a breath he talked non-stop while he gathered everything from cat food to boxer shorts. He never paused to allow his caller a single word.
Truth be told, I’m probably just as bad although I don’t make it a practice of conducting my business in the middle of Walmart. I suspect we have a listening crisis in the 21st century. With so many things competing for our attention, it’s no wonder listening is no longer a priority.
I find it mildly amusing that a current exhibit at the Oktibbeha county Heritage Museum in Starkville, Mississippi features a huge black bear which stands at least five feet tall. He is part of an exhibit featuring Mississippi wildlife, loaned by Bill Poe.
What makes it so unusual is that the black bear has been chosen as the mascot for that “school 90 miles up north” to replace Colonel Rebel. Of course, Ole Miss is Mississippi State’s most virulent rival. Imagine the Mississippi State Bulldog being featured at the Ole Miss lyceum.
All of us over the age of 50 have something to look forward to that eluded our ancestors. We get another life to live. No kidding. You heard it here.
A recent study reveals that people in the 21st century get an extra 34 years added to their life expectancy. That’s practically another lifetime which affords us the ultimate “do over”! Yippee! I love “do-overs” since I rarely get it right the first time.