Cooler than You: Stupid Things I Say and Do

In what feels like the passing of a few years of yesterdays sunsets and roadways of Left Coast Greyhound rides and trains through the mountains have turned into the fading colors and brightly hued sunsets of an East Coast fall with sunflowers between sun's rays and around the corner of protruding Halloween decorations.  If we pause to blink we will surely miss it as Christmas will erupt upon our collective souls before Thanksgiving has come or even settled in our bulging stomachs.   After six weeks of living from a suitcase, a carry on, and one large backpack the need and desire to roll around in piles of clothes has fallen to the wayside.  More like, the accruements of a capsule wardrobe are still enveloping me and the resting of ideals of using less, writing more, and finding a greater balance and return on take home pay threaten to become dethroned with the pressings of life and need to pay rent.  There's probably a deeper analogy embedded in those bags;...

Life, as of late, has been the spiral of mid-life, the realization that nothing is stationary, the same, or the safety your walls are not what they once were.  Apparently the establishment, of baby boomer editors (as they tell me), would like to avoid this issue.  Well, read on.  Look yourself in the mirror afterward too. Notes: VA means Veterans Administration.  The hospital has been changed to a generic filler.  There are a number of things we learn in adulthood that we were never taught as children, no matter the socio-economic class we matured in.   Yet, there are some things that have become a growing cultural concern, ones that are creeping into our lives as baby boomers age, mid-life arises, and we must face a growing population of aging and growing older.   We are now facing an elderly population that surpasses previous generations as heart palpitations, diabetes, and other ailments of aging bodies are now maintainable—some curable—with a...