July 11, 2013

snippets, 7-11-13

The joy of old age. (No kidding.) (NY Times)

I'm sneaking up on a milestone, too, and still trying to figure out what I want to be when I grow up. Heck, I never thought I'd make it past 30. It's all bonus time. The master plan is to stick around until the year 2100 - I'll be 137. (I have to live till I'm at least 94 so I can say I spent half my life in the company of border collies, he thinks, plucking a Pan hair from the tie he's wearing for today's long, boring meeting.)

1 comment:

  1. AnonymousJuly 11, 2013

    I didn't get to be what I wanted to be (besides mom) until I was 50+ --and then it was a good run!