Flaw (not tragic)

There are days now when my mother doesn't know my name or who I am am. Yesterday she was in good form. She remembered some. Do you have friends? Do you have friends to talk to? she asked me. No. Was not going to assuage.

Timely, this funny Dowd column today quoting a marriage counselor priest....“Never marry a man who has no friends,” he starts. “This usually means that he will be incapable of the intimacy that marriage demands...

Old age

Patephone. Gramophone. Phonograph. So many words to forget. Babyboomer antiquities. After fifteen minutes, the music stops. If you want to hear more you need to change the side. I like this. You actually listen to the music, not just have it as background. I just bought myself a turntable with special software to transfer the music to digital files. So I would't have to get up every fifteen minutes.

Madonna and ARod

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