“IT’S MY PARTY AND I’LL CRY IF I WANT TO”……zuki can’t find the heating pad

old-dudeGood Morning Cosset Cases,

This morning I’m enveloped in melancholy. I’m not sure why as my routine hasn’t been interrupted, nor do I hate anyone at the moment. Simply out of the blue I’m pensive and a bit sad. Lord knows I have reason to be depressed, but typically my chemical make up just won’t allow it for any extended period of time.

The two or three of you reading this morass may have observed or perhaps you have personally crept up on old age and can attest to the maladies that beset people as they age. Arthritic joints, Lumbago, Liver spots, sagging skin, hearing loss, thinning or no hair, rotting teeth, protuberant features like the ears and nose, short term memory loss, funky eyebrows, hair growing from ears, loss of muscle, and perhaps the worst thing for men anyway are testicles that drupe far enough to suffer an unholy anointing in the toilet bowl! These are just a few of the wonderful things you have to look forward to.

Look if I’m depressed, then you the reader should also suffer or at the very least empathize with those of us with many rotations under our collective belt.

While I’m not aware of anyone going the other direction, there are many examples of disciplined people who have taken care of themselves; preventing many of the afflictions listed above. Unfortunately I don’t happen to be one of them…. yet I still look pretty good (even if I do say so myself).

If you don’t get anything out of my little pity-party but this, then it will have been worth your time. Remember…. your bathroom mirror is a big fat liar!