It’s been woefully too long since J, J, and N (or “50toDeath") have published anything on our blog.  We were hoping to pass on this job to someone who would be clever, and loved writing, spewing out reams of brilliant observations on the computer on a daily or weekly basis, leaving us to whatever other creative ventures (like writing, directing, and acting in our episodes) we were inclined to pursue.  Well, life interfered. 

For one thing, Norm, who has spent a lifetime walking like he just got off a horse, finally had to submit to double knee replacement.  OUCH!  A month in the hospital (Joan was at his side every day during the worst February we’ve had in New York in a loooong time and Jon was her faithful companion) getting initial rehab.  Then three months of out patient PR and fighting the icy city streets have kept us concentrated on one of the “gifts” that being our age brings us.  Boy have we learned about the medical system (it’s hard to laugh when you find yourself turning into Shirley McLaine in “Terms of Endearment” banging on the nurses’ desk) but Norm was pretty hilarious when he was under the influence of BIG pain killers.  And we’ve learned some neat tricks.  We’ve learned that a cane brings sympathy from some and others have to be firmly rapped with it.  Disability will sometimes get you a seat on the subway, but most times you can’t move fast enough to get there first.  Hence the value of a nasty wrinkly non-Botoxed face.  Stare them right in the eye! 

We have been sitting our latest episode, because it’s 26 minutes long!  We’ve been back and forth about how to cut it into parts. As soon as we have decided (and it better be soon, we know) you’ll have it.  We owe it to you.

Thanks for reading this and for being fans.

All the best,
Joan, Jon and Norm