My final quarter-century above ground
I don't expect to be reincarnated,
so I'll blog about dying and death (with appropriate irreverence) while I'm still alive.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Counting down to my first Social Security payment
Will I still be alive on 5/17/12?
Will the Treasury still have money on 5/17?
At age 10, 20, 30, 40 or 50, being 66 seems disgusting and decrepit.
But actually being 66 is EXCITING. I feel like I've been stuffing quarters into a slot machine for half a century, and, finally, this month -- JACKPOT! Ka-ching, ka-ching, ka-ching.
I had thought that my new wealth would become a slush fund for toys, travel, maybe a second house. Now I know it will pay bills. Damn.
Can I get Mitt to adopt me, or buy a ton of my books?
Michael N. Marcus
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