The end of December brings my birthday and the annual notable deaths wrap-up of expired celebrities, scientists, politicians, and famous ne’er-do-wells. I usually forgot most were still alive. I check the ages, and most are reassuringly far from mine. But some are much too close. Will my life merit a notable death? Do I have time to run for president or start a film career? What have I been doing with all this time? I ponder using it more wisely, but a failed resolution is just another unfinished ambition. I’d only feel worse. Besides, there’s so much good stuff on TV