Some time ago Barbara and I attended the show Midlife! The Crisis Musical . It was recommended by a neighbor, who said it was hilarious. He was correct. I thought I recognized some of the characters, then I realized I was seeing myself. Two scenes in particular hit home: In one a man walked into a room and couldn't remember what he was looking for; the other was of two men in a doctor's office, waiting for a prostate exam. I could identify closely with both situations, which I am sure are familiar to any man who has reached the age of 50. We do not see plays as often as we used to. Since we have been in Pennsylvania (2004) we have gone to six or eight plays – approximately one per year. At one time we held season tickets to several playhouses – sometimes two at the same time. (Different dates of course). I estimate we saw at least 150 plays during the 37 years we lived in Califo...
My alarm clock goes off every morning at eight, except for the few times when I have a breakfast date. Usually I wake up about an hour before that, or at least I partly wake up. It is important that I remain in a “not quite awake but not quite asleep” state, because I consider that time as the germination period for whatever seeds happen to have blown into my head.