Snow on the Mountaintop

So, yeah, I was noticing the other day that my hair’s getting some gray — salt with the pepper, snow on the mountaintop, whatever.  I got a real chuckle at the Rush concert John and went to on my birthday last week.  Most of the crowd — not all, but most — was sporting more gray than me.  Watching the old geezers bounce around and play their air guitars and drums was almost as entertaining as the band itself.  Especially since I was doing the same.

There was one little old lady there who had to be in her 70s.  It looked like she was there alone, too.  It was an excellent concert, too.  They didn’t play anything older than 2112 — which was awesome! — and were accompanied part of the time by a string section.  Listening to YYZ with strings was a real treat.  As was sitting almost center stage on Row F.  I wish I’d brought my camera in with me, but we were running a little late and I didn’t want to have to go back to the car to lock it up if it turned out that they weren’t allowed.  As it happened, just about everybody had cameras and got some awesome pics.  All I had was my phone, but I got a couple of decent ones.

So this is what it is like to start getting old.  The fact that I’m a graduate student, often surrounded by kids half my age, really brings the point home every day.  But it’s got its good points, too.  I’m pretty comfortable with who and what I’ve grown to be.  Sometimes I miss my youth, but so what?  Life is good.

I am looking forward to going back to work soon, though.  I’m still not sure what kind of job I’m going to angle for, but there’s a good chance it’ll involve teaching.  I enjoy it and think I’m pretty good at it.  It’s funny, but I guess God didn’t put me on this planet to do one job for 25 or 30 years and retire.  The longest I ever did anything was the police.  And it was a lot of fun at first. But gradually, it got old for me.  I know guys who’ve done it for 20 or more years.  But most of them, I think, still do it because they feel like they can’t do anything else, not because they still enjoy it.  And that’s too bad…you shouldn’t do a job just because you feel like you have to.  Just my $.02.

Fall is my favorite time of the year, as it is for many folks.  To me, it just seems like the world is letting out a big sigh, getting ready to climb into bed, pull the blanket up snug, and settle in for a long, well-deserved nap.  The leaves here usually don’t turn out all that great, for some reason, but the climate is usually wonderful.  No matter how hectic life is, for me October and November just feel relaxing.

So anyway, I haven’t been keeping up with this blog as much as I originally intended.  But I get some visitors, bots mostly I bet.  Still, it’s sometimes fun to sound off about things, even if no one is listening.  By the next time I post, there’ll (hopefully) be a new president, so let’s all keep our fingers crossed.  I’ve already voted, but I guess we’ll just see.  In the meantime, here’s hoping everyone out there in the real world continues to prosper.  🙂
j.

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