Posts Tagged: growing older

wisdom

Wisdom isn't an old guy on the top of a mountain with a loin-cloth and waist-length hair.  Wisdom isn't an answer.  Wisdom is a question.  I went to see a shrink once.  And I was so disappointed that the shrink didn't have a big bag of answers.  I came to be very grateful for it later, that what they have is a big bag of questions.  You have the answers. Wisdom is the constant questioning of where you are. 

Billy Connolly

a suitable theme song

… for getting back into the dating world. 

I'm thinking it should be a reminder – that maybe I should play it before every date.  In other words – "stay down here on the planet Jennifer."

(Oh, and well, how had I gone for so long without thinking about Paul Hyde and the Payolas?)