Bought tickets for a play last week and the girl behind the counter asked for my birthday, and the look on her face when I told her was pretty priceless. Apparently I don't look 31. I feel like it'll hit me when I'm in my sixties, though. Just one day wake up and I've got crows' feet the size of a river bend.
When Finland was under hundreds of meters of ice - i was old. Before that here was a warm period - and I was old. Before that was another ice age - and I was old. During the warm period before that I was... well... not old, not kid. And now... Well... I feel myself quite young.
When I dislocated my ankle on a trampoline last fall, the radiologist at the hospital told me "people our age need to be careful of those sorts of things." I guess I'm not a kid anymore... ...I still have my booming collections of Halo stuff and Pokemon cards though...I will continue the fight!
A few years back I had a new doctor at the V.A. who managed to filter everything he told me that day through the phrase "for a man of your age". I sat there and looked at Dr. Softeegut and thought to myself, "For a man of my age, I can likely snap you in half and not break a sweat."
I have these thoughts often. I may not sound like a typical Marine, or look as much like one anymore, but the mentality remains.
My ID pretends to prove I'm on the wrong side of thirty. I remember clearly I quit from growing older when I hit 17.
I walked to school, there was no tv, radios were tube type, and you killed the animal you wanted to eat. Yeah, I’m not young anymore. I’m impressed at the maturity of the young ones on this forum.
In the interests of oneupmanship, I will make the following claim: When I got here, the Earth had not formed yet. I had to take a number ("1") and wait for accretion to become advanced enough to support life. The above claim is clearly false, but nobody cares. What is true is this: I am older than my house and younger than Indiana Jones. It is also true that I am fifty-eight years old.
I was wondering which joker resurrected this thread. Funny it was you. I'm old enough to be twice the age of some people who work for me... and older than one of their parents. The latter part is scary because I'm only 41.
I remember when it was just a tribe of female warriors with uniboob issues. Ok, I guess i should state my actual age—I'm 57. How things have changed. The 57 year old men when I was a kid wore shiny shoes you had to polish and suits and many of them had crew cuts and those black plastic rimmed glasses. Today we wear concert shirts, blue jeans and athletic shoes. Is this progress, or the decadence of society forcing us into eternal adolescence?
I'm 50. The child version of me knew banana seat bicycles with sparkles embedded in the plastic seat cover. I knew ringer tees and the original Adidas Samba. I remember the 80's coming in like a breath of fresh Cyndi Lauper, but in retrospect, the real 80's didn't kick into gear until about 1984-ish, as is ever the way with decades. The idea of the decade never really matches with the chronology. A huge swath of the music and look and politics people think of as the 60's is really the early 70's. Today I live on a hill in the Caribbean that used to be a coffee plantation. At the bottom of the property, close to the stream, a few coffee bushes hang un under a breadfruit tree. My dog, myself and the Caribbean sun ablaze.
Hah! Mine was green with a sissy bar and a little bell bolted to the handlebars. A couple years ago I got all nostalgic and found pictures of identical bikes on the internet. Yes! This is so true. The decade doesn't really find its form for a few years. What I often think of as 50's styles and music etc often turns out to be in early 60's movies or music. Wait, you, your dog, and the sun all ablaze? Somebody grab a fire extinguisher, quick!!
I was told, back in December, that I have the blood pressure of a healthy 45-year-old woman. As I am now 70.6, I guess that's a good thing. (And no, I'm not on any medication—yet.) I have the skin tone of a crumpled paper napkin and the body tone of a water balloon, but hey.
When my son was born I thought, Jeez, I'll be 56 when my son graduates high school. The day has come and I am a 14yr old, in a 75yr old body, with a little seven-year-old hiding in there. I played with all my son's toys, so he got the cool ones. Still have the Nerf and the Legos. I never really grew up.
When I was in high school I was playing a Simon & Garfunkel LP, and got to the song "Old Friends." For some reason she was nearby and overheard the line, "how terribly strange to be 70" and it caught her attention, and we discussed it for awhile, trying to imagine what that must be like. Now she is 94 and still mentally sharp -- and contentedly physically frail. I will enter into the strange realm of my 70s in a couple months and, so far, not feeling a day over 60. I think I am still mentally sharp, but how would I know?
I would never have imagined you are over 50ish, knowing from previous posts that you already had children, etc. Your emoji use is outstanding! You don't read as someone this old in general. Way to go guy! I actually fell completely out about other members ages as well. I'm 35 and I feel like captain Jack Sparrow. I've never been this old before. Something constant I felt at any age. I've been stuck in an extended middle-age-crisis tune since I can remember remembering.