I'm too young to have ever legally drank a beer before I was 21, but by God, I got that one nipped in the bud. Also on the list: Spoiler Saying things like "nipped in the bud."
My hair is starting to go grey. Also when i read things here locally that are promoted for all women that are from my local umpiring association asking us to train. I don't go to training anymore only for the meetings because it's too cold. Imagine training in -2 degrees at night in the middle of an australian winter when the ground is frosted over.
I’ve been WFH the past few days, and so I’ve played more NCAA 25 consecutively than I have since I got the game. This morning, I woke up and my thumb is killing me. That never happened when I played it like crazy back in the PS3 days.
Had an “I’m old” moment today. Hiking today and I am wearing a gym shirt. It’s a “bucked up” shirt I got with me of those promo supplement packages. Passed a group of girls, all look about 18-20. Said hello and one goes “my dad wears that same shirt!” damn them targeting late 30 yos supplement ads on “the gram”.
told an anecdote at work the other day and mentioned using the newspaper to find out what movie was playing at the local theater. My co-workers looked at me like I was explaining how to make fire with steel and flint
Local(ish) team wins the Appy League baseball championship. Their manager, Mickey Tettleton. Looks ancient. I'm not sure but I think I have his rookie card somewhere. Fuck.
I use Tettleton from time to time playing Immaculate grid...his baseball ref pic is how I choose to remember that sweet bastard
just saw a tiktok last night playing the scene where Billy convinces the staff to let him manage by telling them what he'd do against Steve Farr and his palmball...I'm gonna watch it tonight I think
At least 5+ years. I'm just getting over a bout of IBS for the first time ever. Couldn't take a proper shit for over a week. My back also just exists in a perpetual state of discomfort.
saw the same tiktok. Just absolutely obliterates them with the response. Billy haywood hated bunting before all the analytics guys Also, RIP the palm ball. Does anyone throw one of those anymore?
depends on what you mean. I have the pain that comes with working out. As long as I stretch properly I’m good. But, luckily I don’t have to he nagging pain that comes simply from aging.
Told my son a story about the time I delivered a mattress to a guy who lived in a trailer village on the outskirts of town. SON: You actually met someone through Craigslist? ME: Well, no... ... and basically told him how I had called the city newspaper, told them what I needed the free classified ad to say and then had them publish my home telephone number along with it. It was getting to the point where even I was having a hard time believing it. (SON: You should have told them your number was classified! ME: That'll be fine. I make the jokes around here.)
Every day I wake up and feel like a million in fifties. Then I get out of bed and the house of cards that are my joints feel like they may crumble at any point. Okay, that's being a bit melodramatic, but I did take note today that it might be a good idea to sit down while putting my socks on rather than the ol' hop around on one leg in the near dark routine.
Among others, when I noticed myself getting irrationally mad every time someone called something “cringe”. “That’s so cringe.” I hate you so much.
My wife recently told me she was very excited for her new transition lenses to arrive. That’s when I realized, she’s getting old and I’m still cool af.
I absolutely hate the phrase “ate that” or “left no crumbs” when someone does something well. It bothers me beyond belief.
My wife and I have an anniversary, so Im planning a surprise trip back to Columbus where we met to eat and drink at some places where we went on dates. There are almost none of these places left.
It is kind of remarkable. Since 2000, the restaurant where my wife and I met while both waiting tables has been torn down and a hotel built there. A bar down the street that we used to go most often is torn down, with an apartment complex there. The restaurant where I proposed on NYE is torn down, with an office complex on it.
A week after your 39th birthday you're told you have to have a stent put in because you have 70% blockage on your LAD. Family has a history of major heart attacks in early 40's so I think I just prevented being another statistic.
Last night I was walking to the bathroom and my dog had his big ass rope hidden under his doggy cover. I stepped on that bitch and twisted the fuck out of my ankle. I have grass to mow today!!
Someone asked me last night at a gathering if I'd ever used a dating app, and realized I stopped dating a fucking quarter of a century ago (1999, when I met the wife). Also had 3 mixed drinks and a beer like an asshole, as if it was still 1999 and that wouldn't torpedo my entire Sunday.
I remember watching my dad get up off the couch and out of bed when I was a kid and wondered why he walked like that when he first got up.
Was 42 or 3, checking into the lodge at Yellowstone when the college age desk clerk asked me if I wanted to claim any discounts like AARP.