Anyway, I say keep the moniker.  It’s grown on me … and on you.  And I’m a few years older, more decrepit, more foolish, so I have the authority to grant you the title.  Hell, I don’t want it! 

You are more fit and active then most college students I know…So why bother…

Besides, if I aged everytime I did something foolish…Man would i be old..!!

Dont Count your years..you are as old as you feel…and have fun …..

I love the blog name, but you’ve gotta go with that makes you feel good.  I’ll read no matter what you call it.

Then do something you’ve always wanted to do that others would look on as kind of foolhardy.  Because sometimes you have to go a little crazy to stay sane.

Happy Birthday, George.  Get in a good workout at day’s end and declare victory.

In regard to the name of the blog, change it if you feel like it or leave it if you don’t. Sometimes change is good if it leaves you with a new perspective, but don’t sweat it unless you want to.

As to the name—piffle.  Change it if it bothers you, but it seems a convenient handle, and not something that strikes me as particularly evil or perjorative.  Brusquely self-deprecating, perhaps, which is not necessarily a bad thing.