I can't get to my feet from a seated position without grunting.
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I'm the only person in my new store that was even alive when Raider of the Lost Ark was in theaters. Ninety percent of my staff has not seen Star Wars. Some of them don't even know what a busy signal is on a phone. And, I seem to be getting gassier in my old age. Every day I'm reminded of my ancientness.I almost had a psychic girlfriend but she dumped me before we met.
If anyone here believes in psychokinesis, please raise my hand.Comment
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^Or you remember Peter Panda. I do!!!
I knew I'd have a receding hairline, but the baldspot int the crown of my head surprised me. Now my temples are going gray. That's kind of cool though. Fits my Earth 2 frame of mind.
I find myself listening to almost NO new music now. Just new stuff from established artist. Kind of close-minded of me, I know, but I just don't like much of this new stuff. I never thought I'd be like this. I guess no one thinks they'll turn into their parents!
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I was just thinking the other day that my listening to 70s and 80s music is the equivalent of someone in the 80's listening to 40s and 30s music.
I forgot who it was, but someone on the board once posted that if Happy Days was remade today, but with the same gap of 20 years, it would be a show about the 90s.
Oh, an I guess you know you are getting old when you start talking about how much time has passed since the 70sIt's all good!Comment
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One MAJOR thing I notice about getting older, when me and my wife have "Mommy/Daddy Time" after the kids go to bed, usually after 15 minutes, one of us WILL have heartburn, the other WILL have a cramp in atleast one leg and under the ribs. "Mommy/Daddy Time" might make it 30 minutes, we both done, ready to go to sleep.
Back in the day, ALL NIGHT LONG!!!!!!!!
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Feeling old is realising that means anything before 1993!
Remembering listening to Prince and wondering where you'd be on New Years Eve, 1999. And thinking that the age you'd be in 1999 was really old.
Two events signalled my decrepitude: The first time the barber asked if I'd like my eyebrows trimmed, and the first time I was served by a shop assistant without her looking up at me. I was The Invisible Man!
On the bright side, I'm ageing quite well. No major aches and pains. All my joints work perfectly. I still have my hair (while nearly everyone who used to tease me about my high hairline and going bald... is now bald. Suckers!). I scrub up fairly well.*
Meanwhile... the Facebook folks I went to school with... what the hell happened, man?!
*Gloating that my joints work is probably a sign that I'm old.Even My Henchmen Think I'm Crazy.Comment
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Even My Henchmen Think I'm Crazy.Comment
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