It's getting close to the new year....this year, 2010, has been something.....lots of natural disasters and revolutions...abroad and on the homefront.
Some people are calling these the End Times. Bible preachers are having a field day, predicting the Date of the Final Coming, pointing out the Anti Christ, threatening Hell and Damnation for anyone not getting on their knees to Believe.
I'll admit the Gulf Disaster, Tsunami, Earthquake and War stuff are good arguments in favor of the End of the World.
How do I feel about it? Quite frankly, I don't really care too much. If it's going to end soon, so be it. Gotta happen sometime, I mean everything has a shelf life....even our existence on this planet. Does it worry me?
Not really. I don't want it to hurt, but that's only human. Most people don't like pain.
There are some who do....and they ought to enjoy the HELL out of the end when it comes.
So for tonight, Fifty Five Is The New Living End.....if that's what we're doing, let's do it to the hilt!
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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