Today is my 66th birthday. They seem to be coming faster which is not necessarily a good thing. I am grateful for what is becoming a rather long-ish life with continued good health. Knock on wood.

I came of age in the 1970’s and am proud to be a product of the 20th century. To paraphrase Jackson Brown, ‘in 76 I was 17’. If I were a time-traveler I’d continuously reset myself to that era, especially having sampled this 21st century. I mean, come on, even John’s nightmares from Patmos seem like happy days compared with the realities of this millennium.

When my teenage kids were heading out the door on Friday nights I used to remind them, “nothing good ever happens after midnight” and I wasn’t wrong. Had I been been a more powerful prophet I would have told them, “nothing good will ever happen after the internet…”