Score one for us 50-somethings. Apparently the character of Dr. Paul Weston of HBO’s In Treatment is a hottie. As played by 56-year-old actor Gabriel Byrne (shown in HBO photo from series), the psychotherapist is, in the words of one woman in today’s NY Times article “a hunk, totally. He’s hot” and, the article says, “His sympathetic response to patients ‘makes him even hotter.’ “
The show is on HBO five nights a week, with four nights of Weston doing a session with a patient (in one case, a couple), and one night of his own session with a colleague. I like the show — interesting format, excellent acting — but totally missed Byrne-the-boomer-sex-symbol angle, even though the Times says men are into him as well.
I will say I expected more women to be upset at Dr. Weston’s interest in a younger patient”Laura, a sullen 30-year-old anesthesiologist who chases Paul with a fervor bordering on the predatory,” as the article says. (Apparently, some of the women who are hot for Dr. Paul identify with Laura, the article says. Something to do with finding it attractive when men listen and care. Of course, as the headline says, “He Listens. He Cares. He Isn’t Real.”)
Something else turning 50 this year? The peace symbol, first used, according to an On the Media segment, on Feb. 21, 1958 at a British anti-nuclear march. (Photo from Flickr user Dragonoak, used under Creative Commons license.)… AARP came after me again today. Sigh…Guess what else is 50 years old? The Smurfs. NPR asks, “So are (Smurfs) having a mid-life crisis? Au contraire! They are planning a comeback. The original series soon will be out on DVD and a 3-D movie is expected next year.” Wonder if AARP will sign up Papa Smurf?…
A bit like my year of turning 50 years old and beyond…my life feels halfway over, but still some things to find on the dark side of the moon (dang, never saw Pink Floyd)…this is from tonight’s lunar eclipse.
I am still getting used to my year of turning 50 years old. Today, an ad on the back of the New York Times Week in Review says “Hallmark sold 85,000 ‘Happy 100th Birthday!’ cards last year.” (It’s an add for retirement planning.) Of course, estimates are there are about 40,000 to 50,000 centenarians in the United States. I couldn’t find a stat on how many turned 100 last year. Still, it’s a daunting idea — imaging living to 100. I’d have to live to 2057. Of course, as I’ve mentioned in a previous post, I’m only living until I’m 89. Of course, I’m not sure I have enough cash to make it to 69, much less 89 or 100!
My fortune cookie last night said, “Next time, order the shrimp.” Funny but it was true. I wonder if there is something for a turning 50 roast or toast in fortune cookies like this. I found some funny ones here, including “Your plants hate you,” which is also true for me, and “Some fortune cookies contain no fortunes,” which, cosmically, also is true.
Here’s another I like, and might be good for turning 50 years old: “What have you done with your life?”
(PS: Yes, I’ve heard the joke about adding “in bed” to end of fortunes, but that joke’s even older than I am…)
I decided that in my year of turning 50, well, 51…I’d exercise more. So did actor-comedian Steve Harvey, who wants men to know, “At 50, you are still fly.” (OK, I was NEVER fly.) So, to “prove it, he shaved his head and began exercising.” OK…exercise yes, but I figure after keeping my hair until 50 years old, I’m not giving it up. The interview is in Jet magazine, and there is an audio interview on its home page.
I came across a post recently on the wonderfully named blog PunditMom, titled “My Year of Turning 50 — Part 1.” I feel a certain pride in the name of this blog, so at first I was a little ticked seeing this post. I mean, hey, I was there first! But then, now that I am older, I am trying to be wiser. (Amazingly, wisdom didn’t instantly come when I turned 50…)
Seriously, it’s a fun post and I hope PunditMom keeps up the insights on turning 50. As the blog’s subhead says, “Having an opinion never goes out of style.” Plus, the description of looking “freakishly young” — a tag from one of her husband’s friends — is the best way I’ve heard someone say, “you don’t look your age.” With lines like that, PunditMom will be at it until she is PunditGrandMom…