Getting Old Must Suck

SpiderWebComm

SpiderWebComm

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This is a funny pic from my 14.1 match Thurs night. Allen and I played two 150 pt games. It all started when I spoke to my friend Shadow (Mike McAndrew) a few hours earlier who kept talking smack that he's "practicing up for me" so I better be ready. I was like, ah yeah? So I called Allen to see if he was up for a session since Shadow was practicing up.... can't let that guy get the advantage.

Scores were 150-49 and then 150-82, both Allen (obviously). Somewhere in the first game he was in the middle of a run and he came up with the situation below. He walked over to the rack, with his eyes all squinty and stared at it for a while. I couldn't figure out what he was doing. Next thing I know, he pulls out "granny glasses" (you know, the ones that are pointy and sit on the end of your nose) and says, "Ain't that something? They're all cleared up now. Yeah, it goes."

Next thing you know, he takes them off....makes the combo... and continues his run.

It was so goofy and funny, I had to take a picture and share.

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SpiderWebComm said:
This is a funny pic from my 14.1 match Thurs night. Allen and I played two 150 pt games. It all started when I spoke to my friend Shadow (Mike McAndrew) a few hours earlier who kept talking smack that he's "practicing up for me" so I better be ready. I was like, ah yeah? So I called Allen to see if he was up for a session since Shadow was practicing up.... can't let that guy get the advantage.

Scores were 150-49 and then 150-82, both Allen (obviously). Somewhere in the first game he was in the middle of a run and he came up with the situation below. He walked over to the rack, with his eyes all squinty and stared at it for a while. I couldn't figure out what he was doing. Next thing I know, he pulls out "granny glasses" (you know, the ones that are pointy and sit on the end of your nose) and says, "Ain't that something? They're all cleared up now. Yeah, it goes."

Next thing you know, he takes them off....makes the combo... and continues his run.

It was so goofy and funny, I had to take a picture and share.

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I'd give my right arm to be able to see what he sees WITHOUT the glasses.
 
There's some advantages to getting old

I can smile at pretty young women..just 'cause they're pretty.

And I can hit a golf ball outta sight!
 
Hey Spidey,

I resemble that remark :p! Strange, for an old guy, I knew that was Allen before I read the post. Granny glasses and all. How lucky you are to have Allen for a friend.

Lyn
 
SpiderWebComm said:
I couldn't figure out what he was doing. Next thing I know, he pulls out "granny glasses" (you know, the ones that are pointy and sit on the end of your nose) and says, "Ain't that something? They're all cleared up now. Yeah, it goes."

Next thing you know, he takes them off....makes the combo... and continues his run.

It was so goofy and funny, I had to take a picture and share.

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Since I turned 45, which was a while ago, I frequently wear two sets of glasses, and sometimes throw a pair of safety glasses on over them. While a younger man might flinch at doing this, when you are older, you just don't give a f**k if anyone thinks you look goofy. This is truly one of the advantages of getting old. That, and you can pretty much do whatever you want, when you want, and how you want. Youth is over-rated.
 
By an odd coincidence the sound of a Hoover model 373 Deluxe, is identical to the sound a person makes while getting older. :)
 
Youth is over-rated.
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Isn't that what they say? Youth is wasted on the young.

My case now includes a pair of square billiard glasses that I didn't seem to need a short time ago. Magnifiers and plenty of light are required for lathe work.

Losing my memory does have its advantages. I can now legally forget a whole mess of things without feeling guilty about lying.
No honest, I totally forgot, I'm sorry. These six word have saved my butt numerous times. See how I am, I forgot, that was seven words.

What you are now, I once was.
What I am now, you will soon be.

All that glitters is not gold.
All that wonder are not lost. They are just men who don't need stinkin maps.
 
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It does, indeed! No more long money sessions for me. Still don't know if I can even play 75-100 points of Straight pool anymore.
 
my eye doctor

Blue Hog ridr said:
Isn't that what they say? Youth is wasted on the young.

My case now includes a pair of square billiard glasses that I didn't seem to need a short time ago. Magnifiers and plenty of light are required for lathe work.

Losing my memory does have its advantages. I can now legally forget a whole mess of things without feeling guilty about lying.
No honest, I totally forgot, I'm sorry. These six word have saved my butt numerous times. See how I am, I forgot, that was seven words.

What you are now, I once was.
What I am now, you will soon be.

All that glitters is not gold.
All that wonder are not lost. They are just men who don't need stinkin maps.
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My eye doctor wante me to buy some glasses that would let me focus when I moved my head in closer to my work. I told him I didn't have a deep desire to jam my nose up against a cutting tool chewing on a chunk of steel held in a 120 pound chuck spinning at 700 RPM!

Hu
 
Before starting my daily pool sessions on my basement table, I rub pain-killing cream into my arthritic hands, change into my special pool shoes (Sketchers Shape-Ups) and suck down a little bottle of 5-hour energy.

Then I clean my glasses, take my vitamins, and shoot the lights out. Sometimes. Getting old doesn't suck, but it teaches you how to manage yourself.
 
Like a old friend of mine says, "As we get older, we have to find different ways to do the same thing we did when we were younger.".

Just wish I had the eyesight and heart I had when I was younger along with the wisdom and experience I've aquired over the last 60 yrs.

Stones
 
OLd!!!!!!

My sister sent this to me tonight . I'm 67 and she must be 61 now .


Forgetter Be Forgotten
My forgetter's getting better,
But my rememberer is broke
To you that may seem funny
But, to me, that is no joke
or when I'm 'here' I'm wondering
If I really should be 'there'
And, when I try to think it through,
I haven't got a prayer!

Oft times I walk into a room,
Say 'what am I here for?'
I wrack my brain, but all in vain!
A zero, is my score.

At times I put something away
Where it is safe, but, Gee!
The person it is safest from
Is, generally, me!

When shopping I may see someone,
Say 'Hi' and have a chat,
Then, when the person walks away
I ask myself, 'who the hell was that?
Yes, my forgetter's getting better
While my rememberer is broke,
And it's driving me plumb crazy
And that isn't any joke.

CAN YOU RELATE???
Please send this to everyone you know
because
I DON'T REMEMBER
WHO I SENTTHIS TO!
 
Well, you've got a point there, Jay. But each birthday now, I think of Keith's line in the movie: "It's like a nightmare, isn't it? It just keeps getting worse and worse." :eek:
 
Allen still has that baby face. He may not be able to see as good, but he's still looking good! :)
 
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