RIP David Bowie

First post of 2016 and very late at that. I've been meaning to write a post welcoming the new year, or about my teaching, or about our holiday activities. But of course what finally gets me back to the blog is not any of that but the sad announcement today of David Bowie's death.

I was watching something dumb on TV with the kids and there was a commercial for an old DB movie, Labyrinth, and it said something about how it was being shown "in memory of David Bowie." What's that supposed to mean, I thought, he's not dead -- and then I thought, uh oh. It's funny, the man was 69 years old, which is certainly a good long life for a rock star, and he'd already survived serious heart disease, but I'm so sad! All of the internet appears to be very sad too -- haven't seen any nasty posts anywhere on YouTube.

Of course I've been listening to his songs. Some of my favorites: Young Americans, This is not America, Golden Years, Aladdin Sane, Changes, all of Ziggy Stardust. I listened to "Kooks" from the Hunky Dory album. That was a favorite in high school. Nancy had that record -- probably from Michael's influence? Greg and I loved the song. I would really like to be able to call up either Greg or Michael and talk to them about this, but I'm resisting. Lack of phone numbers is an issue. Michael is on Twitter, but I'm not. I don't think I'm going to join just to be able to talk to him about this. Greg is harder to find, being a doctor and all -- he doesn't have that sort of social media presence. I'd probably better let well enough alone. We're all old now, with other lives.

So, welcome 2016. I'll do a regular post later, with my new year's resolutions and all that. I haven't made them yet -- too focused on my teaching, etc. Classes started today and I like my two -- wishing I'd asked for three, though. I wanted a break, but I'm going to have too much time on my hands and not enough money.

I was just looking at myself. Even though I have an attractive new haircut, I look so old. Or maybe it's just that I'm tired. Didn't sleep well last night, too nervous. I didn't have school anxiety dreams, though. I dreamed my sisters and I were on a trip somewhere, visiting someone. Our other sister? I don't remember the details.

Rocket Boy has turned on the NewsHour (recorded from earlier), but I think I will go to bed. It will be a busy week.