Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Tomorrow...Part I

I've noted in passing,that if you live long enough,you can pick any day on the calendar and attach some kind of personal significance to it.
This is the gift that only comes with age.
That's right!..
You have to walk up and down upon the Earth,and travel to and fro in it before you can really kick back in the air conditioned comfort of,..well,..having lived.
..Not that I'm all that ancient,(reflects on image in the mirror,..oh yeah,..still got it),but I have been 'round the block a time or two,and around the sun nearly 54 times(Christ!..No wonder I'm dizzy!)...
Anybesides,..This is the time of year,when I think very many of us tend to examine our lives,and take stock of the wealth we have accumulated,squirreled away,and patiently tended in an effort to leave something of ourselves for future reference.

***NOTE***
If you think I'm talkin' about material stuff,..click "Next Blog" now..
..I knew you wouldn't. ;)

...to be continued..Tomorrow.

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At 5:52 AM , Blogger Doralong said...

I confess, as I age I do tend to try and take a little psychic inventory as each year winds it's way down. Take a little look at the big picture, see if I managed to actually accomplish something. Unlike you, I avoid the mirror however.

**And if you think I meant material matters, wrong commenter, next person**

And that song always choked me up a little, even as a kid :)

 
At 6:09 AM , Blogger Sling said...

doralong- "Psychic Inventory"..I like that!
..and I tend to only look in the mirror while not wearing my glasses..easier on the ego that way.
I'm off to work here in a few,but I expect to become richer still by this afternoon. :)

 
At 7:36 AM , Blogger Lorraine said...

Falene rocks. Ok, she's really more of a crooner. Can does be crooners? What were we talking about?

 
At 7:46 AM , Blogger Kimberly Ann said...

You don't look a day over 40 trips around the sun.

 
At 8:46 AM , Blogger booda baby said...

Oops. I got distracted by toast with avocado honey and forgot I left this open. I'm glad it didn't burst into flame or anything.

Hey! I especially love that about age! How we discover that life is definitely its own reward.

I can't wait for part 2!

 
At 9:25 AM , Blogger yellowdoggranny said...

I have lived long enough to know one thing. The older I get.....
the older I get....

 
At 11:39 AM , Blogger Foofa said...

In order to do that you also have to have a good memory of things worth attaching to days, alas I do not.

 
At 12:43 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

I measure life's meaning in terms of new clothes, and lattes.

I'll leave philosophy to those I swindle and cheat, in order to buy material things that make me feel better about myself. I had really low self esteem until I got that 24 cylinder SUV. It runs on baby seal oil and pure ozone.

Mwahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

Love,
Dick Cheney

 
At 3:53 PM , Blogger Nunnie's Attic said...

"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, pie in one hand, martini in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming ~ WOO HOO what a ride!"

Love,
Julie

 
At 4:03 PM , Blogger billy pilgrim said...

jan 1 is the magic date. the goddess i married forgives all my sins and i get to start anew with a clean slate.

so i got that going for me too.

 
At 5:06 PM , Blogger more cowbell said...

Love me some Rudolph. Just watched it the other night. He's CUUUUTE! As, I'm sure, are you, Mr. Wealthmeister.

 
At 5:11 PM , Blogger Sling said...

Cowbelle- ..I think it's the bright red nose..
Do you suppose Rudolph tipples a tad?

 
At 7:08 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

You and your cryptic posts. I'M ON TO YOU BUDDY!

 
At 4:55 PM , Blogger Middle Child said...

Were you also born in 1954 Sling? You know thats the only time in our lives we will be the same age as the years in the century we were born in...which was LAST century...already slip sliding away into history...s'ok

 

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