"ttyymmnn" (ttyymmnn)
06/22/2016 at 09:42 • Filed to: None
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"ttyymmnn" (ttyymmnn)
06/22/2016 at 09:42 • Filed to: None | 3
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Getting old sucks.
vondon302
> ttyymmnn
06/22/2016 at 09:47 |
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Youth is wasted on the young.
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ttyymmnn
> vondon302
06/22/2016 at 09:48 |
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Indeed.
Party-vi
> vondon302
06/22/2016 at 09:50 |
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~ Old people
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vondon302
> Party-vi
06/22/2016 at 09:51 |
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And one day it will happen to you.
Rust and Dust - Oppositelock Forever
> ttyymmnn
06/22/2016 at 09:53 |
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More airplanes, less sobering reality, please.
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Party-vi
> vondon302
06/22/2016 at 09:53 |
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Yes. I’ve already got my shaking stick and rocking chair on my front porch just waiting for my wizened ass to sit and yell at kids.
Chris_K_F drives an FR-Slow
> ttyymmnn
06/22/2016 at 09:54 |
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Totes. (That’s what I say to make me sound young, right?)
I just wanna be young and carefree with the money of being old. Damn medical bills.
chaozbandit
> ttyymmnn
06/22/2016 at 09:57 |
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Everytime I read or hear rosebud, I instantly go back to Citizen Kane.
EL_ULY
> ttyymmnn
06/22/2016 at 09:59 |
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from my experience, kids = 0-28 year olds.
Few exemptions and many above 28.
Bruh, how are you going to be 35 years old, absolutely glued to all social media gossip 24/7, Instagram while driving to go watch Finding Dory by yourself, and be “all bout dat swag” as your primary mission in life.
*Clint Eastwood. gif*
CalzoneGolem
> ttyymmnn
06/22/2016 at 10:03 |
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Meh, it sucks but it beats the alternative.
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ttyymmnn
> CalzoneGolem
06/22/2016 at 10:04 |
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When I was 40, I said that I would rather be 40 than 20 because of the wisdom that comes with age. Now that I’m pushing 50, I want to be 30 because everything still worked back then and I still had time to change my bad habits.
TheRealBicycleBuck
> ttyymmnn
06/22/2016 at 10:05 |
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Be a swinger of birches. Problem solved.
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by Robert Frost
When I see birches bend to left and right
Across the lines of straighter darker trees,
I like to think some boy’s been swinging them.
But swinging doesn’t bend them down to stay
As ice-storms do. Often you must have seen them
Loaded with ice a sunny winter morning
After a rain. They click upon themselves
As the breeze rises, and turn many-colored
As the stir cracks and crazes their enamel.
Soon the sun’s warmth makes them shed crystal shells
Shattering and avalanching on the snow-crust—
Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away
You’d think the inner dome of heaven had fallen.
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load,
And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed
So low for long, they never right themselves:
You may see their trunks arching in the woods
Years afterwards, trailing their leaves on the ground
Like girls on hands and knees that throw their hair
Before them over their heads to dry in the sun.
But I was going to say when Truth broke in
With all her matter-of-fact about the ice-storm
I should prefer to have some boy bend them
As he went out and in to fetch the cows—
Some boy too far from town to learn baseball,
Whose only play was what he found himself,
Summer or winter, and could play alone.
One by one he subdued his father’s trees
By riding them down over and over again
Until he took the stiffness out of them,
And not one but hung limp, not one was left
For him to conquer. He learned all there was
To learn about not launching out too soon
And so not carrying the tree away
Clear to the ground. He always kept his poise
To the top branches, climbing carefully
With the same pains you use to fill a cup
Up to the brim, and even above the brim.
Then he flung outward, feet first, with a swish,
Kicking his way down through the air to the ground.
So was I once myself a swinger of birches.
And so I dream of going back to be.
It’s when I’m weary of considerations,
And life is too much like a pathless wood
Where your face burns and tickles with the cobwebs
Broken across it, and one eye is weeping
From a twig’s having lashed across it open.
I’d like to get away from earth awhile
And then come back to it and begin over.
May no fate willfully misunderstand me
And half grant what I wish and snatch me away
Not to return. Earth’s the right place for love:
I don’t know where it’s likely to go better.
I’d like to go by climbing a birch tree,
And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk
Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,
But dipped its top and set me down again.
That would be good both going and coming back.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.
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CalzoneGolem
> ttyymmnn
06/22/2016 at 10:06 |
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I’m hoping my back continues to work until I’m pushing 50.
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ttyymmnn
> Chris_K_F drives an FR-Slow
06/22/2016 at 10:07 |
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Now that I’m rapidly approaching 50, I want to have the body of a 30-year-old but with all the 20 years of wisdom that come along with this rapidly failing husk. I know Life™ doesn’t work that way though. Life is an eternal trade off.
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ttyymmnn
> Rust and Dust - Oppositelock Forever
06/22/2016 at 10:09 |
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Sorry. Airplanes are coming on Friday. I’ve got to get busy and write. In the meantime, have a RATO Corsair takeoff.
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ttyymmnn
> CalzoneGolem
06/22/2016 at 10:10 |
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Good luck with that. Mine has been pretty good of late, surprisingly. But I’ve had my share of debilitating back spasms.
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vondon302
> Party-vi
06/22/2016 at 10:11 |
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Don’t foget to shout at clouds that’s the best part.
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Chris_K_F drives an FR-Slow
> ttyymmnn
06/22/2016 at 10:14 |
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I’ll be 28 in a month, and I’ve already hit my insurance deductible three years in a row. I can chalk it up to congenital cardiac and pulmonary issues, and also just unfortunate luck mixed with some Chicago winter ice and rum. haha I’ve always been mentally years ahead of my age group though.
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CalzoneGolem
> ttyymmnn
06/22/2016 at 10:50 |
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Well, since my accident I’ve been exercising my core more than I have ever done.
Roundbadge
> ttyymmnn
06/22/2016 at 10:59 |
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Dammit...shut up!
41-year-old, here.
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ttyymmnn
> Roundbadge
06/22/2016 at 11:00 |
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Sorry. But I’ve got 8 years on you. I hit the half-century mark this November.
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ttyymmnn
> CalzoneGolem
06/22/2016 at 11:00 |
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Good for you. I’m sitting here writing and getting fatter.
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ttyymmnn
> Chris_K_F drives an FR-Slow
06/22/2016 at 11:01 |
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They say you’re only as old as you feel. I’m not really sure what that means, but that’s what they say.
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CalzoneGolem
> ttyymmnn
06/22/2016 at 11:27 |
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It is never too late. A strong core is key they say. I have many low impact exercises if you’re interested.
You can tell a Finn but you can't tell him much
> ttyymmnn
06/22/2016 at 11:46 |
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Pretty sure that breaks the awesome scale.
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ttyymmnn
> CalzoneGolem
06/22/2016 at 11:57 |
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Another key is motivation. If you’ve got a link or something, I’ll certainly take it into consideration. My son, who plays goalie on his soccer team, could use some exercises as well.
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CalzoneGolem
> ttyymmnn
06/22/2016 at 12:36 |
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Planks are easy fast and effective.