Segarini – Tinsel and Time Travel

 

I do not do well during the Holidays.

I look back at the year just passed and wonder if I did well …moved forward …accomplished some of my goals, and years ago, before the practice of ageism robbed me of being able to use my skill set to create and work and earn a paycheque, I could endure the passing of yet another year, but these days, it is difficult to channel all the energy, creative juices, and desire still active inside of me, to continue to hope that the songs will finally get recorded, the book will finally get edited, the radio ideas tried, the TV show and movie brought to fruition …having taken everything as far as I can on my own, I just can’t seem to find that person or persons to open the doors I need opened.

Roxanne Tellier – Let’s Kill Hitler

For baby boomers, on whom the shadow of World War II fell the darkest , the post war years teemed with possibility. Our future lay before us like a shimmering landscape, designed by the brilliant minds now free to bring us sci fi and fantasy tales of a world filled with scientific and technical advances beyond our wildest dreams.

Segarini: Alphabet Soup Part One

 

I am busier than a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. At my age, that seems next to impossible, but it’s true. I am inundated with projects, chores, assignments, and obligations. Thankful for all the activity, to be sure, but seriously, shouldn’t I be chugging Geritol and sitting in my rocking chair on the porch, working on my Whittling skills?

Instead, I am chugging Jägermeister and sitting at my desk in front of a computer in a pair of boxer shorts and a Nikola Tesla T-shirt.

Somebody fetch me a blanket…my legs are cold.

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JAIMIE VERNON – SPACE, THE FINAL FRONTIER

On November 19th I will be 51 years old. I was born three days before the Kennedy assassination so that puts me in a respectable place to look at a half-century of human endeavour and simultaneous failings with some authority.