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Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Get a Grip, Howard

I saw my oldest child (born in 1966) and my youngest (arrival: 1976) on Saturday night and spoke to Herr Dokteur middle-child (d.o.b. 1967), this afternoon, as I was recovering from an unfortunately incomplete root canal done by my DDS (d.o.b. 1969), a day after my Chair of his Teaching Hospital Cardiologist (d.o.b. 1970) told me that it was likely safe to decrease my heart medication that is supposed to keep me from having too many arrhythmias that may keep me awake at night. And while you may get my drift that I'm still awake after Midnight on a night when I have a 7:30 AM visitor, I have done my vetting of all these young folk -- they all have five unwebbed fingers on each hand and I suspect a similar number of digits on each of their adult feet and all other necessary but covered bodily parts. I do have a GP who is old enough to have been toddling when the Beatles sang on the Ed Sullivan show ... that's a relief!

How do I say this? I need to get a grip on myself. M is just 17 months younger than I and one of my siblings is old enough to have changed my diapers. Judy Collins, James Taylor, the two living Beatles, Joan Baez and  little Bobby Dylan are all in their 70's -- and Leonard Cohen and Tom Lehrer are in their 80's. Oh! And Lee Hayes who liked to sing: "How do I know my youth is all spent, my get up and go, has got up and went"
... poor Lee Hayes was composted well over 10 years ago while Pete Seeger and Lonny Gilbert (I think) are still singing.

Damn it, Howard, get a grip on yourself, go to sleep and keep Playing in the Last Quarter, tomorrow; life is still a blast even if you have to chew only on the right side.

Does anyone out there remember Geritol and Serutan ("Natures" spelled backwards)?


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