Several things have happened in my life — including that one — during the past three or so years that have conspired to ‘rearrange’ my psyche.  I don’t, for lack of a better way to put it, recognize myself.  Just got off an hour-long on the phone with my best friend of fifty years, who suggested that I call it ‘growth’ rather than something more panic-oriented.  I think I’ll go with that for now…

I still consider myself a better ‘Comments’-ster than blogger, but seems I’ve all but given that up recently.  Apologies to ‘my’ blogs?  I’m still part of your retinue.

More gallows humor from Martin out there on the Pacific Coast: