Getting older is quite a fascinating thing. Things change, and we just can’t stop it from happening. Hair gets thinner and gray. Once in-shape bodies tend to get a little on the soft side. Things that used to take little effort now not only take much more effort, but also a little planning.
I am pretty convinced that I have mutated. I have never felt like this before, and when I look at myself in the mirror I seem somehow … different.
We need some new blood in government. And by that, I mean some people who are younger, more enthusiastic, more energetic, more youthful in their approach to our collective problems. And I am not just talking about people like 77-year-old Bernie Sanders, who recently announced he would again seek the office of president. Yes, I personally believe being almost 80 when you take office is too old to run this vibrant country. We have a minimum age, and we should have a maximum age as well.
There are plenty of topics we can disagree about. Life is full of disagreements. Movies, music, food, politics, art, the existence of aliens, religion, wearing pajamas out of the house – we have a list longer than this winter appears to be.
In case you haven’t noticed, I am certainly not the macho man type. I can’t build anything. I don’t lift weights. I don’t chew tobacco. I don’t punch other guys on the arm when I say something I think is funny.
I just made possibly my last purchase at Sears. It was too good a deal to pass up, but also kind of like picking meat off of a retail carcass. My wife and I bought a new refrigerator from the Sears at the mall in Rockford. That store, sadly, is closing.
It was quite the mystery. As we all know, it has been cold the past couple of weeks. Very cold. Some days, even brutally cold. For me, it has been downright torture. I was talking with my dad when it was six below zero here. In my hometown, it was 72.
I was actually excited the first time I shaved. I was 18 – pretty old for the first time I suppose, now that I see 12-year-olds with full beards. I was leaving soon for basic training and after a haircut realized I needed to clean up a little. It was pretty exciting, and asked my dad for some shaving tips.
My work day starts with a 30-plus mile drive to work. Sure, I wish it was closer at times, but I don’t mind driving. In fact, I enjoy driving. I like nothing better than driving long distances. It gives me a chance to clear my mind, enjoy the scenery, catch up on the news on NPR.
I know a lot of people love to hate California, and I get it. California has the reputation as liberal bastion full of vegans sporting man buns sipping marijuana infused wine while wearing rainbow colored no nukes T-shirts next to redwood trees while attending save the whales fundraisers.
Here we are in 2019. Honestly, I wasn’t sure we were going to survive 2018. Let’s face it – things have been better in this country. We are so at odds with each other that it makes me a little sick to my stomach. We have broken into political tribes, and spend much of our time simply sniping verbally at each other.
Get over here, 2018. I want to put you in a headlock. Like many people, I couldn’t exactly say that 2018 was a great year. That is mainly due to the constant political squabbling in real life and on Facebook and other social media. Division might be good in math, but in our country it is taking a real toll.
Well, apparently Millennials are killing off tuna. OK, more specifically, they are killing off canned tuna. Why? Because they are buying less of it than previous generations. The Wall Street Journal has reported that only 32 percent of consumers between the ages of 18 and 34 bought canned fish or shellfish recently.
You really have to hand it to Emile Ratelband. Never heard of him? He is the Dutch motivational speaker who filed a lawsuit against his government to change his birth year from 1949 to 1969. That’s right – he wanted to be 49 instead of 69.
Winter certainly arrived with a bang, didn’t it? After pretty much no fall at all, we have been pushed face first into a cold, wet mountain of snow. I know a few of you are jumping with joy at this development. You are out riding your snowmobiles, cross-country skiing, making snow angels and generally having the kind of fun that should be reserved for good seasons, like summer.
I have never had back problems. Sure, it can get sore from time to time after exercise or moving large objects. But nothing out of the ordinary. That changed one recent morning when I tweaked my back putting on my socks.
I had to start taking a wheelbarrow to the mailbox. It’s not that I get a ton of mail usually. It’s just that the election propaganda was at a volume I have never seen – especially for a mid-term election.
Well, Halloween is over and I am not happy about it. I love Halloween and all the horror movies and ghosts and ghouls that come with it. So, this is always a sad time of year for me.
I love the TV show “Cops.” It is an adrenaline rush of a show, and one that highlights some of the best police officers and some of the dumbest criminals on the planet.
OREGON – Did you know that the Oregon Park District offers quality tumbling lessons here in town? Our classes range from tiny tumblers (toddlers) to intermediate. The park district transforms the gym into a tumbling wonderland each Wednesday evening for three time frames of 4:45-5:45 p.m., 5:45-6:45 p.m. and 6:45-7:45 p.m.
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BYRON – With the money the Byron High School Band received from the Byron Foundation, high school students in the Symphonic Band were able to learn about classical music from non-western cultures, and hear a performance by a professional musician from India on the Sitar and the Tabla drums.
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