AUTHOR PHOTOS

The backs of three of my books: ATTITUDE (taken by Edie Baskin), CATCH MY BREATH (by Susan Tenant), and CANT BE WRONG (by Robert Zuckerman).

IF YOU'RE NOT IN THE OBIT, EAT BREAKFAST

If you have HBO or can get access to HBO documentaries, this is one to check out. Maybe you have to be my age to find it as fun and inspiring as I did, but I don't think so. Carl Reiner steers us through interviews with, and the activities of, people ninety and over. A hundred-year-old, still working professionally,  piano-playing song writer; a hundred year old runner still participating in track events; etc. Some are famous and most are accomplished and "of means"—as they used to say for rich folks—so that obviously might help with their attitudes. But not all are, which implies it's not always that.

They talk about what they think gives them not just their longevity, but their vitality. Still exercising in most cases, some more than others, some still dancing or doing yoga or writing or doing comedy or etc. All enjoying life still, active and mostly self sufficient. There's younger folk, Jerry Seinfeld for one, sharing some of their own philosophy of how to have a happy and active life, but mostly it's just really old people making me look forward to hitting my own nineties in fifteen years.

After watching this I turned it off thinking bring it on.

AND THIS

NEW FAVORITE QUOTE

THIS COMING SATURDAY MORNING EVENT (10AM)

The Poetry of Hope and Social Action
Tina Kelley, Theresa Burns, Michael Lally, Danny Shot and B.J. Ward
The Burgdorff Center (Theatre) Maplewood NJ
Post-election, poetry has emerged as a way to channel the uncertainty that comes with regime change. Five poets share work that focuses on justice, resistance, and/or ways to bolster spirits and protect the disenfranchised in uncertain times.

MORE FOOTAGE OF MY 75TH B'DAY PARTY (TAKEN BY MY BUDDY SUE BRENNAN)

The Fields of Athenry is a 20th Century Irish song about the 19th Century genocide incorrectly called "the famine"...it's a wife's lament to her husband in a prison ship because he dared to rob some corn the English overlords had in storage but wouldn't let the starving native Irish have access to...it's my clan's anthem because my Irish grandfather grew up outside Athenry (pronounced Athen-rye) and the husband in the song is named Michael as was he and obviously me...this is my oldest child Caitlin singing her own lyrics (rewritten with the help of my older boy Miles and his mate Hannah) for me at my 75th birthday party (unfortunately the video won't post here on my blog but you can go to Facebook and see and hear it: