A few years ago I thought it would be cool to keep a record of my body as it fails and falls apart in old age. The problem turned out to be a combination of procrastination and mental retardation. So, last night I asked my daughter if she thought I was senile; she laughed. It’s rather obvious that the old flesh wears out, sometimes the brain too.

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