Category Archives: Getting older

An Icon of an Age Passes On

George Carlin, the originator of the original Seven Dirty Words (upped to eleven as time went on if I remember correctly), the one comedian that’s followed me throughout the my entire life–is gone.
This is the end of an age indeed.
He broke all the rules and made us laugh while he did it. He showed us [...]

So Now I’m a Disaboomer?

I banged into Sixty’s site today to see what His Foolishness was up to and low and behold I found out through one of his latest posts that there’s a site for Disabled Boomers called Disaboom kicking around. Well what do you know? I actually qualify as one of these Disaboomers so there’s another typification [...]

Bifocals Baby!

I’ve been handed my “old age” hat. The VA is sending me bifocals from my last eye exam. Sheesh!

I’m chewing as fast as my tooth will let me.

Once upon a dinner dreary,
as I tried to chew my food and nearly,
lost the only tooth that I had left.
 

I sat in front of tasty beef stew,
wondering  where my teeth had gone to,
feeling so bereaved and so bereft.
 

I fear the only choice to con-clude,
now it’s only soup and soft foods,
and anything that I can [...]

Oh Those Bones!

Ooof! Sometimes it just doesn’t pay to get up in the morning even on a beautiful day such as this. How do I know this? It’s the bones! The bones tell all. When every bone in my skeleton is identifying itself by banging on the pain receptors in it’s general vicinity, I know just [...]