Watching six straight hours of Project Runway reruns? Lounging in bed reading a mystery until two in the afternoon? Why the hell not? Now, in the dawn of my eighth decade of life, haven’t I earned the right to kick back and be as lazy as I like? Maybe, but if so, why do I… [Read More]
Entropy Part II – the lure of laziness
It’s high noon, and my Nia* class at the YMCA is just ending. Over a dozen women sit cross-legged on the floor as Richele says a prayer of gratitude. Unfortunately, I’m not there – I’m just getting out of bed. No, I’m not sick. I’m just lazy. When 10:30 rolled around, time to don my… [Read More]
Paul Simon – How terribly strange to be seventy
Yesterday was Paul Simon’s seventieth birthday, and he’s still going strong. Nonetheless, I can’t help remembering his lyrics from “Old Men,” released on the Simon & Garfunkel album “Bookends” in 1968: Can you imagine us years from today, sharing a park bench quietly. How terribly strange to be seventy. These days, he’s not sitting sedately on a… [Read More]