Having the flu recently gave me the chance to catch up on my History Channel stuff Wouldn't ya know Nostradamus and the Mayans showed up! Death and destruction, mayhem and ruination...all the big hitters were there in true End Of Days splendor.
Perhaps it was the sweating and chills brought on by fever, but those pictures of global warming and mushroom clouds really hit close to home!
The truth is we could all do something to make our world and our lives better.
But there are some processes (the earth's magnetic core shift among them) that act upon their own way and (so far as I know) nothing we can do will change anything.
So where does that leave us?
The easy thing to do is just chuck it all, act like nothing matters and be done with it. Cynicism can be fun, comedians and news casters do it all the time. But for some reason I just gotta be that cockeyed optimist. And considering how life's been sometimes ya gotta wonder if I'm optimistic or just dead and too dumb to fall over.
I'll take the former. The latter is too final.
Bottom line is, to me anyway, we make our own heaven and our own hell...it's here ...all around us; the tools we need, even the instructions for use-they've always been here at hand.
Behind the games we play on ourselves, beneath the layers of baggage build through years of hardship lies a very simple thing. Each of us is here, now. And that's what counts the most.
When I was heading toward my Double Nickel Birthday in April 2009, the age 55 seems to be a lot of things. In this blog I will chronicle my thoughts about 55 Is The New, for the year beginning December 2009 because...well...that's when I felt like starting the blog. The entries will include that important day, my actual Fifty-Fifth birthday on April 14, 2010 and will continue for my entire fifty fifth year, concluding on April 14, 2011.
Randi on stage @ 1444 Market Street 1997
Randi on Stage 1997 at 1444 Market Street, SF, CA
Jack and yours truly today
Randi and Jack on the "Cadillac Campsite Tour"
Welcome To Fifty Five Is The New!
Hello out there!
What's it to you, turning the age of Fifty-five? You don't have to be turning it tomorrow, you could have already turned that corner a while back. That part doesn't matter so much.
While it's important what one feels, what matters most of all that one feels, that one feels anything at all.
So, as an exercise in self-examination and a way of getting over an incredible writer's block, I submit this blog to the World Wide Web, and I submit myself to a bit of mirror gazing.
Inspired by the movie "Julie & Julia," I will blog for one year, which will include my turning fifty-five, and see what I find.
Who knows? Maybe fifty-five will be something fantastic...like the New Me.
What's it to you, turning the age of Fifty-five? You don't have to be turning it tomorrow, you could have already turned that corner a while back. That part doesn't matter so much.
While it's important what one feels, what matters most of all that one feels, that one feels anything at all.
So, as an exercise in self-examination and a way of getting over an incredible writer's block, I submit this blog to the World Wide Web, and I submit myself to a bit of mirror gazing.
Inspired by the movie "Julie & Julia," I will blog for one year, which will include my turning fifty-five, and see what I find.
Who knows? Maybe fifty-five will be something fantastic...like the New Me.

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