kind of a downer

I remember reading that Michael Landon did fifty pushups after learning he was riddled with cancer. I am pretty sure I can't do fifty pushups. Does that mean I won't be dead in a few weeks?

I was recently in an airport. Sometimes when I am around that many people, I have to will myself to keep moving, keep upright.

The Rulebook is completely out of my sphere now and, just sometimes, that is no longer funny. Awe-inspiring, always. But as far as I am concerned, awe without amusement ain't worth shit.