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Musings of the Chronologically Challenged™ Fourth Generation 
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Saturday, August 21, 2004
DAY OF THANKS Our friend, the GOC of Winston Salem, may not have completely turned the corner yet, but thanks be that he is on the upswing today!!! Continue to soak up all the good vibes and prayers, GOC - even from the "mean-spirited Conservatives"!! And on a totally unrelated matter FROM THE MAIL BOX: THE BENEFITS OF AGING Aging: Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it. ------------------------------------------ The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for. ------------------------------------------ Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me, I want people to know "why" I look this way. I've traveled a long way and some of the roads weren't paved. -------------------------------------------- How old would you be if you didn't know how old you are? ---------------------------------------------- When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to youth, think of Algebra. --------------------------------------------- You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks. ---------------------------------------------- I don't know how I got over the hill without getting to the top. ---------------------------------------------- One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change from being young. ---------------------------------------------- Ah, being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable. ----------------------------------------------- Old age is when former classmates are so gray and wrinkled and bald, they don't recognize you. ---------------------------------------------- If you don't learn to laugh at trouble, you won't have anything to laugh at when you are old. -------------------------------------- First you forget names, then you forget faces. Then you forget to pull up your zipper. It's worse when you forget to pull it down. ------------------------------------------- Long ago when men cursed and beat the ground with sticks, it was called Witchcraft. Today, it's called golf. [via Kirsten, Greenville, NC] |