To Ida, Maybelline and all you loyal followers, this won't be much of a blog, but I want to reassure you that I have not yet crossed over the Rainbow Bridge.......I am still here schlepping along.
The past few weeks have been rocky in many diferent ways and I have not had the time or the heart to make merry. However, I promise I WILL blog again soon so don't give up on me.
If you really want the truth, I have had to retreat into the depths of my cave and reassess my life after watching a recent football game in which a player was penalized for "Holding". Now in regular football parlance Holding means grabbing and keeping a grip on an opponent's jersey or facemask or some limb or body part, but in this particular case, the commentator had to review the video of the play and finally determined that one player had simply seized and held on to the other player's HAIR.
These days football players seem to either have heads shaven bald and shiny or else have locks braided, crimped, spiral-curled or simply streaming down their backs from under their helmets. What the hell is a simple old person like me to do with that?
I hope to get over it by 2013. Meanwhile, I wish you all greetings of the season and Good Health in the New Year. Happiness you will have to take care of on your own.
The New Yorker covers: March 17, 1934
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