My friend, Elsa Dorfman, says that having a blog eats you alive. A guy I met in Paneras said that you can't do a blog unless you have a special program and a thousand pages ready to feed into it. I say the hell with it. I just turned seventy and I just got a good e-mail from the doctor that a test I had last week came out negative. So, I figure - go for it. Why not have this outlet, in addition to everything else, something to talk about the everyday, about aging, about being alive, about the certainty that someday I won't be.

So, this is the first one. Just getting started.