A skin malaise .....

Agony by Egon Schiele/1912

Since Tuesday this week, I've been overtaken by a skin condition called Shingles.  I know, we've all seen the commercial:  the guy rubbing his back while the narrator tells us how painful it is and if you're over 50, you should get the Shingles vaccination.  In fact, I think it is a frequent guest advertiser on CNN, if I'm not mistaken.  One of those commercials you've seen so often, your lips start moving as you murmur the voice over you perform like second nature.

So what if I'm over 50?  Why would I even be bothered?  Forget that as I hit my 50s I was diagnosed with Type II Diabetes.   No matter that the dietitian and doctor tried to convince me that it was shitty genetics, like a curse in the health family history battle of hereditary propensity to inherit one day.  



Yes, I watched with not-quite smugness, but not a far stretch of superiority while watching Brett Michaels pitch a comeback under the umbrella of diabetes as a disease.  No, no one else had put the "ailment" I perceived it NOT to be to an outright kiss of health trauma and continuous uphill climb.  

Being born and raised in the Sixties ( #60s ) I basically grew up with anything and everything, where moderation conflicted with self indulgence that the era really should be identified with.  Everything IN EXCESS was the motto of the times, and restraint was a disorder and "anything goes" was the order of the day.

I guess it shouldn't be any wonder that once your hit your 50s, your health becomes the legacy you created all those many dreams ago.  Where nerds could be gazillionaires, and a suave businessman and personality could become the President of the United States.  To demonstrate that I am Canadian, read the previous sentence again ending with ..... could become the President of the United States.  

You see, if I were American, I would have said:  "President of the United States of America".  I just wondered if any other Canadians thought about the ramifications of our cousins to the south consideration and respect for us to their north.

in with a BANG!

Bright lights, big city, where i live.  A cosmopolitan city in the finest form.  If you want to think of destinations in the world the come first to mind, it would not be my city.  Not Los Angeles, nor Atlanta with traffic snarls, gang snarls, nor dusty, dirty cultures.  Except maybe lately when one is becoming severely disenchanted with the current incumbent whom I fear will go uncontested as he sheds his cloak and sheds that shiny veneer (of his suits, that is).  Just not the type of man I want to embed in our youngsters' minds that he is perfectly normal.  A single guy who lives in his mother's basement while making probably, oh, $250,000 a year.  He sounds like he has admitted who he REALLY is, walled out from faith pressure.   So, he comes across the every man or woman's big or little brother, depending on your age.

I will mail you a gift if you guess where i'm from?  I was on the REDDITgifts exchange this past 2016, and it was of the coolest things I have done online ... more than likely since I jumped online, fingers first, brain later.  No, I try to stay clear of controversy, yet I've been known (probably hard to prove because my typical blogging numbers aren't that high. 

 HOWEVER, the followers that I have, I tend to really interact with, consistently.  Most people just amass numbers, and regardless of how many hours you clock in online, everyone basically has a ratio of how much time they spend online, what you are doing while you are online, OR who are you doing it with?  (a vendor~because you are a shopper) (a reader~swiping through content, like a mad painter swishing side by side) (an audience~you blog, you post, you like, you reTweet, you share while you know the online Code of Conduct  and observe the unwritten rules (that will be sidebarred to another writing adventure).

🅶 I adore experimenting with design, style along with my writing.  I want to develop that more as I progress along.  With you, the reader.  I'm an avid reader who likes the odd movie :: the stronger the screenplay, the better actors, the better something with umph are my most favorites.