You know you're in the 9th inning when you set aside the flyer from the discount cremation service

And if you're a pensioner, you should set that flyer aside, or at least get going with some plan that acknowledges you won't live forever.

Lets not sugar-coat it; you could drop dead any minute. In these days of pestilence, the odds are even better. Or worse, depending on how you look at it.

But here's why I'm of two minds.

On the one hand, once you've dropped dead, you're past giving a shit about any inconvenience that may have inflicted on those you left, so who cares?

On the other hand, you're not dead yet, and if you're any kind of a mensch at all, you do care.

So look after that stuff, before it's too late. Prepay that cremation now, and spare your survivors the ordeal of "making arrangements" in their moment of grief.

As for me, I'm looking forward to extra innings.