Well, it's beyond 60 and a long time since my last post. Long enough for my precious friends to write volumes of beautiful poetry, docu-novels worthy of Hallmark dramas, and social commentary and dissent (Woody Allen calls it dissentary) to rattle the Republican-controlled Congress.
I, on the other hand, have spent my declining years perfecting my Chinese conspiracy theory. Just check out the recent Amazon product reviews if you don't believe me. The toaster riffs alone will scare you into a bomb shelter. With all those defective parts, we are all toast - or not.
I will be 65 soon and able to ride the bus for half price - assuming, I guess, that I only have the strength to go half as far. But they are wrong. I am on my way to the golden years. I only hope those golden arches I see in the distance are made by Dr. Scholls.
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