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 |    My random thoughts and reactions to my everyday life. The voices like a forum. |
| I do not know quite what happened or when , but my hubby and I now qualify for seniors' discounts at some venues. This creates a quandary; in order to save money, but not face, we have to admit to our age. HMMMM..... We definitely do not consider ourselves to be old. In this day and age ,when people as a whole are living longer and healthier lives why are 'young seniors', those in their fifties, like moi, considered 'old'?? It's so true that age is just a perception! "Maturity" is very objective/subjective, and I object! Whew, a few years have skittered by since I composed this biography block. Those "fifties" are in the rear view mirror and they are distant, fond memories. Oh, I do not plan to stop writing any time soon. |
| PROMPT May 27th If your life were a song, 1) what genre would it be, 2) who would sing it, and 3) would it be a hit? I'm scratching my head and pondering this prompt. Oh, I can recall many songs and their unforgettable lyrics, but I cannot fathom a tune about my life. And a hit song to boot? Nah, not about me! I can understand a swat, or a slap, or a poke, or a punch-to -the-shoulder, but not a hit. Is there a ridiculous song genre? Is there a meh, run-of-the-mill genre? I can't quite see my life portrayed in an achy-breaky-cryin'-whinin'-bluesy country song. An upbeat Top 40 dance number wouldn't portray me either. May a habitual klutz expect to hear about her unfortunate accidents set to music? Do humorous / comedy songs have their own category? Why is Frank Sinatra's hit I Did It My Way blaring in my skull? First of all, I'm not a man, so that line what is a man doesn't apply. Hmmm... So, must this potential ditty have words? For some unknown reason, I'm hearing Big Band Music, swing-type stuff. Can you hear it? All the instruments are blending beautifully. The horn and saxophone vie for attention with the piano and drums. This music is fun and upbeat. I definitely do not want my life to be remembered as a polka. That one-two-three constant beat and the hop/skip dance step is not me. Perhaps it hits too close to my walking style? Stomping and clomping have been my signature moves for most of my ambulatory life and the hesitation between each step is similar to the polka downbeat. I've never really learned to like beer and lederhosen is not a good look for me either. Hearing someone bellow, roll out the barrel, or she's too fat for me would not be the least inspirational. I might be amenable to my life represented in a rap. I'm not referring to the gangsta-gun toting-hate women stuff. I like the rhymes and word plays of a rap, and the usual fast pace. My life has spiralled along much too quickly. Can I get a 'yo?' What about a 'hey?' "I'm a writa, in flighta, weavin' dope words to be heard..." No? |
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