Halfway To Death. Or The Next 40 Years.

My grandfathers both died in their 80s, so, all other things being equal, I’m halfway to death today.

As chance would have it, I’ve been working heads-down for the last two weeks on a complex (but satisfying) new project for Yankee, so I’ve had precious little time to consider the implications of this. As such, I haven’t had the opportunity to, say, rededicate my life to solving the African poverty crisis, or swear off red meats, or resolve to spend more time reading fictional works by obscure Canadian authors.

So, somewhat ironically, I find myself with nothing profound to think or say or do on this Important Day.

For the sake of posterity, let me record that I love my family, enjoy my work, and live in a community where I feel comfortable. That’s not a bad place to be at the halfway point.


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Cuidado on April 6, 2006 - 11:04 Permalink

Happy half-way birthday to you from a long time reader.

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Nils on April 6, 2006 - 14:04 Permalink

In fact, some would argue that at the half-way point, you’re all the way to where you should want to be. Good on you, and Happy 50th. (smirk)

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oliver on April 8, 2006 - 05:33 Permalink

You are just way too covert, birthday boy! I practically had to read between the lines to figure out what was going on. The world has a right to celebrate your birthday!