Happiness Is … Being Old, Male and Republican
Now I just need to work on being a Republican, I guess.
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Two Out of Three Ain’t BadBy lex, on May 18th, 2009
May 18th, 2009 | Tags: Small Stuff | Category: Small Stuff
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If it (you) walks like a duck, …
Gadsakes! Old?
You’re old when you flew off the HORNET, not in one.
Lex, I LEFT Ben Hua in 1965. You are not old.
Lex … You’re not old, trust me. It’s just that you’re so smart, you seem older. So put a sock in it about being old, dear heart.
Marianne
Old? Why, by the time he was your age, Alexander the Great had not only conquered most of the known world, he’d already been dead for 8 years.
So, don’t think of yourself as old. As I do, simply try to think of yourself as just a late bloomer.
– Max
With the passage of time and increase in wisdom you may hit all three!
(Okay time to duck and cover from incoming from outraged Dems).
As to party affiliation, don’t change. Let the Republican party come to you (if it wills). Seems to me it still has many things to work thru.
Yea, you are old. If you don’t think so, turn the fighter pilot charm light on to a randomly selected, attractive twenty something. You will find you have gone past “cute” to “invisible”.
That’s only because the majority of twenty somethings haven’t yet matured (that’s matured, not aged) enough to know a good thing when they see it. Their loss, I say.
My dear Michelle, where, oh where, were you when I was still dating?
Or, for that matter, when I was in Orlando a few weeks ago?
Not saying I’d have actually desired or deserved any attention, you understand, but it would have done the old ego good to not be immediately identified as the bar owner upon sight. Which I was, on account of the gray on my chin, and questions were asked. I had to reply that I was only a patron, alas, and not wise to the working of such an establishment.
Whereupon I then turned invisible.
Even the bouncers quit paying attention to me!
So, if you see a person slightly over 40, take pity and pretend to be interested in them.
– Max
Here Here Michelle! Well said.
I do wonder at the survey though. As we get older we get more settled into our lives – we know who we are, what we want from life and how to get it. Aside from any outside forces, I would think that would automatically a person happier as they get older.
At least that’s how it is for me.
So do we need a survey to tell us?
No, don’t worry about political party. Reading about the study, it seemed more that it was old, male, and content with their thoughts/beliefs, with a leaning toward conservative. I’m not sure that the right word is “happy”, it might be “contented”, “satisfied”, or “fulfilled”.
In my experience the best way to become contented, satisfied, and fulfilled is to become deaf.
At least, if you’re married.
I am reliably informed by my wife that I have untold numbers of things that need to upset my contented outlook on life, but when I don’t hear about them they don’t get done.
Which at least leaves one of us contented.
Yeah, better check how those questions were worded. Could be a lot of false positives.
– Max
I think I’m getting happier as I get older because I’m forgeting all those things that made me sad. Or, maybe not.
Besides, I’m not old, just some of my parts are older than the rest. I think my left ankle is about 65.
It ain’t the age. It’s the milage. I’d trade my Master Parachutist Wings in to get a new lower back.
Changes in attitude and a hopefilled world view, including belief that you were created for a real purpose, that Someone greater than yourself planned your existence, cares for you, and that there is more to life than just this, do more for happiness than anything else.
I’m right there with you, Dust. Four back surgeries in 2 years will do that to a guy!
Dust,
heh… I hear you. I can’t tie my own shoes anymore. I have to buy slip-ons. I’ve got three fused vertebrae with some titanium mesh supporting them.
As to the 20-somethings, I’m all for taking a look, but then I remember that my oldest daughter is a 20-something and I suddenly don’t feel so good… sigh.
Though Momma used to say that it’s alright to read the menu, as long as you eat at home
Oh, and Lex? Don’t sweat that feeling old stuff. Wait until you order a coffee at McDonalds and they automatically give you a senior discount based on your looks. That hurt. Seriously.
Dust and AW1Tim … You’re not old either. You’re seasoned. But you might consider aiming at a more seasoned, appreciative audience. They will love you, obviously.
Stay cheerful, now. We’re all still here, aren’t we?
Marianne
Just returned from my 50th HS reunion in New Orleans. I ate my way through the entire visit. Sadly, 31 of a class of 117 are no longer with us.
BOSS/
Missed your invitation for a 4th on the N. Course until too late to RSVP. Thirty-one out of 117 sounds high–they all go straight into the Marines upon graduation? Seriously, that sounds like an above normal attrition rate, sad indeed. OTH, maybe they all stuck around NO and just ate and/or drank themselves to death–been known to happen more than once in NO.
(There’s a really great coffee-table book out entitled–appropriately enough for NO– “The Obituary Cocktail.”–A paean to some of the great bars–past & present–and the NO lifestyle.)
Out of three of us in NO that used to get together regularly for lunch as recently as 5 yrs ago, (with all that implies in NO) I’m the only one left–and I’m the oldest at 65!
C’est la vie!
VX Got to partake of a sloppy roast beef po-boy at Parkway Bakery and followed it up the next day with a half-and-half (shrimp and oysters) at Liuzza’s – with a frosted mug and onion rings of course.
Lex, which of the two out of three are you finding in your own life?
About this thing about getting old, it is just not true! Getting younger is just not an option. Yes, you are getting oldER, but it’s better than the alternative. The term “old” is relative to chronological history and experiential history. The question becomes, “What have you learned and applied to your life?”
It is funny, I’ve seen 30 year-old timers and 90 year-old kids. Old timers know how to laugh and have fun, but they also take responsibility for their actions. Kids know how to laugh, but that’s it. Lex, welcome to the rest of us mere mortals.
Which HS, Xairboss? One of the Jesuits? I moved to J’ville just before that dreaded step up in the Catholic school system. As bad as the nuns wore me, I was terrified of the the lay brothers
And yes, my 40th was last weekend, faces missing there, too.
Are you a Bishop Kenny man, then? I am (’91), though I spent my middle two years under the kind attention of the Benedictines in Richmond.
No, when we moved to J’ville, I went to Landon for 8th grade, and then moved to Jax Beach and went to Fletcher. From what I hear, BK would have been a cakewalk compared to the Jesuit schools in NOLA
. And frankly, after 7 years of sweet little Irish nuns wearing this behind out, I was ready for public school!
BK doesn’t compare to any of the more rigorous R.C. high schools in NOLA. I went to Loyola for my undergraduate degree, married a Dominican H.S. grad and have many friends who went to Jesuit, Brother Martin, and Holy Cross. Unique institutions, a study in contrast with the generally easygoing manner of the town.
I went to Holy Cross and got a good dose of brothers from Notre Dame. Lived in the 9th ward till late in HS then moved to Scott and Iberville streets.
BTW, got a Mandina’s and Drago’s fix while there.
HA! Youse folks don’t even know what old is, I remember watching the news break about the death of Alexander the Great on SNN, ( the Spartan News Network ) , on my 1 cubit steam powered TV. It was, of course, a black and white one, colors not having been invented yet.
hah,
Alexander was a frikkin’ punk. Now his old man, Phillip? there was hard core. Man had an eyepatch, fer heck’s sake, and still could drill a block of hypaspists till the sun went down, then drink them under the table and be ready to do it all again the next morning.
The rot-gut drinking psiloi sang songs about him, and not very printable, even in translation! If the low-life scum sucking psiloi have yer back, then that’s sayin’ something.
Alexander? Don’t make me laugh! What a gay blade he was! Had to surround hisself with poncy cavalrymen, to boot. Sigh. It’s a good thing his father wasn’t alive to see him like that!
Sigh…. I need another drink.
AW1Tim/
I take it to mean you chose the term “poncy” EXACTLY so as to make use of BOTH it’s historic definitions–1) over-priced/paid or, 2) effeminate. LOL, you rascal you!
yeah, well…
You ought ua see how well I do when I’m sober…
The problem, Virgil, (though I sing of arms and of the man who came of old), is that you have to be of a certain age to understand those meanings. Some seem to have been lost over time. I blame the schools for dropping classical studies and literature in order to become more “relevant”. Whatever the heck THAT means…..
yeah, well…
You ought to see how well I do when I’m sober…
The problem, Virgil, (though I sing of arms and of the man who came of old), is that you have to be of a certain age to understand those meanings. Some seem to have been lost over time. I blame the schools for dropping classical studies and literature in order to become more “relevant”. Whatever the heck THAT means…..
AW1Tim/
I take it you are “in your cups” tonight.
(Yet another expression not well known to the younger generation)
Let’s give Alexander his due, he was the ruler of the known world in his time and became so quite early in his professional career.
Of course, if 90% of your job is to inherit, well…
Speaking of poncy cavalrymen, weren’t they know as the Companions?
I know, don’t ask and all that…
– Max
Hey Tim! At ease in the harness! Your stepping on my iron steed’s hoofs!
Marianne- Seasoned it is! God bless ya, ma’am!