By happenstance, stumbling around for something to watch on Tuesday night while I folded the laundry, I pulled up a Rolling Stones concert from 1981. Ended up watching the whole damn thing.

I reflect on that here and now as a means of giving you a break from heavy topics like abortion and guns. Instead, I’ll talk about light subjects, like death, aging and the meaning of life. Oh, and those instrumental measures between choruses of “Honky Tonk Women.” (Which might, in fact, BE the meaning of life. Back to that in a minute.)

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