Ain't it the truth? I can't believe how smart the kid that I was appeared based on my notes. Whatever happened to him?When I look at my class notes, in my own handwriting, I can scarcely believe I was ever able to solve those problems.
What took me 20 minutes with reasonable confidence is now a day with 50-50 confidence.
He is [and I am] being replaced, molecule by molecule.Whatever happened to him?
I'm turning 65 this year. Everyone and his brother is trying to sell me Medicare part B & D supplements and "donut hole" and "gap" plans.He is [and I am] being replaced, molecule by molecule.
Predict what will happen next and prepare.
We get junk mail from assisted living places.
They're like vultures circling overhead.
If they start calling our house, I will say bad things about their mothers. It may work, as long as I don't make a physical threat.
There is a program called APACHE II which predicts if a person will walk out of the hospital or be carried out.The pre-planned funeral crowd have been sniffing around for years. I wonder if they know something I don't?