Depressing...

Yep, it's over 10 years old. Pearl jam was insanely popular during my high school days. They are now played on classic rock stations. That hurts.

A girl I used to babysit for is getting married next weekend. When I babysat her she was 3.

good lord. Talk about depressing.

Anyone want to borrow my walker? Suddenly I feel ancient.

louisgodwin said:

Yep, it's over 10 years old. Pearl jam was insanely popular during my high school days. They are now played on classic rock stations. That hurts.

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It never hurts to hear Pearl Jam.

Just you wait until you're wandering around an "antique" store, glancing at furniture built in the 1800's, then you turn a corner and find a room that looks very much like the family room of the house you grew up in !

seun said:

Oasis' Don't Look Back In Anger was just played on the radio. The DJ described it as 'an oldie.'

An oldie? I was 18 when that song came out. 1996 doesn't qualify as an oldie, does it?

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Welcome to life. It's all downhill from here. Next stop, just a few feet under ground.

Stew21 said:

A girl I used to babysit for is getting married next weekend. When I babysat her she was 3.

good lord. Talk about depressing.

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My niece's son just presented me with a great grand niece. Now THAT'S depressing!

louisgodwin said:

Yep, it's over 10 years old. Pearl jam was insanely popular during my high school days. They are now played on classic rock stations. That hurts.

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Pay attention to the music in the elevator next time you get in... they might be playing there, too!

A friend of mine once asked my grandma where she was when lincoln was shot.

My four year old asked me something the other day equally as insulting but i cant remember what it was (selective memory to avoid personal emotional trauma). A child's or young person's perception of time is what makes us old I think :/

My son often says, "I'm 4" as he holds up the fingers to show me. "Jack's two." he nudges Jack to hold up his fingers to show me, "and you're just old, mom."

*sigh* thanks, Kid.

dclary said:

Welcome to life. It's all downhill from here. Next stop, just a few feet under ground.

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Some of us prefer the cool touch of dirt next to us at night. What's wrong with that?

On my 25th birthday, my mom told me HB...my reply was, "I can't believe I'm a quarter of a century old!" SHE HIT ME ON THE ARM! That was 31 years ago!

DeborahM said:

On my 25th birthday, my mom told me HB...my reply was, "I can't believe I'm a quarter of a century old!" SHE HIT ME ON THE ARM! That was 31 years ago!

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OMG! That makes you like 90 or something.

SpookyWriter said:

OMG! That makes you like 90 or something.

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DeborahM said:

On my 25th birthday, my mom told me HB...my reply was, "I can't believe I'm a quarter of a century old!" SHE HIT ME ON THE ARM! That was 31 years ago!

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Bruise still there?

Bruce?? I thought he left twenty years ago.

Backward Masking said:

Bruise still there?

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Actually, it's a faint pink/purple now. Thanks for asking!

You know how it is... the older you get, the easier it is to bruise and the longer it takes for it to go away...

I'm particularly fond of the question: 'What was in like in the olden days?'

arrowqueen said:

I'm particularly fond of the question: 'What was in like in the olden days?'

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Yep, the good old days. * hack cough hack *

Does any one remember the Hamms Beer ad?
From the land of sky blue waters...and the animated bears?

I just dated myself...again!

Wow, I wasn't even born in 1943.

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Does any one remember the Hamms Beer ad?
From the land of sky blue waters...and the animated bears?

I just dated myself...again!

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I remember them as a kid. In fact, the Post (that's VFW to most folks) in my home town still has the scrolling beer light of the river for Hamm's beer.

SpookyWriter said:

Wow, I wasn't even born in 1943.

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Neither was I