Being 38 with thoughts of Linda Rondstatd and The New York Post

I am officially 38 now --- and am about to embark into a whole new chapter of my life. I feel just like Marsha Mason in Chapter Two! I did feel like Jill Clayburgh, but I now feel more optimistic ---- So I will go with Neil Simon over Paul Muzurtzsky. Artistically, probably not a good move --- but from the life perspective, I figure it is more healthy.

I was listening the Stones on my Walkman this morning. They started singing Tumbling Dice. Now, this is a Stones song, but Linda Rondstadt had a hit single of it in the mid or late 70's when I was kid. It made me think, "Wow. Remember when Linda Rondstadt was cool and everyone thought she was hot?" ...not anymore.

Then I walked past a news stand and noticed that classy bit of journalism excellence, THE NEW YORK POST. If you have not seen today's edition, it is worth a look just for sure bad taste. There is a photo of a heavy-set woman in tears with the headline reading, "Till The Arafat Woman Cries" or something to that effect. ...Still, it made me laugh.