tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23948057.post3869355398781036208..comments2009-12-22T07:41:40.642-05:00Comments on The Burd Report: Another guest postBen Burdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06372169478978720740ben@eagle.caBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23948057.post-57444819652996992842009-12-22T06:27:42.663-05:002009-12-22T06:27:42.663-05:00I used to be the youngest one at work, then one da...I used to be the youngest one at work, then one day I was the oldest. Something must have happened in between, if I could only remember.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23948057.post-63108702355899865162009-12-11T11:44:26.563-05:002009-12-11T11:44:26.563-05:00Speaking of being really old, Ben, what about your...Speaking of being really old, Ben, what about your joy at finding a coupon book that gets you cheap breakfasts. If you are going to early bird dinner specials too, I`d have to say that puts the last nail in your coffin of old age.<br /><br />Next comes the white shoes and matching belt, and driving way too slow.Deb Onoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23948057.post-40577560696135912009-12-11T10:55:59.665-05:002009-12-11T10:55:59.665-05:00I saw my first "shock of grey hair" in t...I saw my first "shock of grey hair" in the mirror around my temples when I was 28 years old.<br /> <br />I stopped worrying about it right around the same time.<br /> <br />Every wrinkle, every white hair, every year is hard-earned and brings additions to the store of knowledge.<br /> <br />As to price discounts, give them to me. I don't care what the stated reasons are.<br /> <br />You are sometimes mistaken by others for old. I am sometimes mistaken by others for smart. It all evens out in the big picture.once morehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10433743303662059155noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23948057.post-33223608466020596562009-12-11T05:12:14.334-05:002009-12-11T05:12:14.334-05:00That's exactly the trouble -I DON'T rememb...That's exactly the trouble -I DON'T remember when. Christ, half the time I can't even remember what I had for breakfast let alone wax nostalgic about the the days when I had hair and teeth.Merklin Muffleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05850284624604652178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23948057.post-91285566407427873232009-12-10T21:23:11.135-05:002009-12-10T21:23:11.135-05:00Your post couldn't have been more human.
I do...Your post couldn't have been more human.<br /><br />I don't want to give in the old age either, but then again, can I jump off the kitchen chair after putting in the ceiling light? Well, yes, once.<br /><br />Below the photo is a poem called Graceless Aging. http://poetency.blogspot.com/2009/10/he-stood-there-in-remnants.html<br /><br />"After a lifetime of flights of furious fancy<br />in the vast lunatic lunaverse of my imagination<br />I am descending onto the runway<br />without landing gear."Wally Keelerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02370532557074561490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23948057.post-12726787996484192592009-12-10T20:37:30.088-05:002009-12-10T20:37:30.088-05:00In a marketing effort to score points with seniors...In a marketing effort to score points with seniors who aren't seniors Shopper's Drug Mart now sets the bar for seniority at 55. <br /><br />If customer loyalty -combined with profit- demanded it, Shopper's would declare the age of elderness to begin shortly after puberty, around 12 or 13 I suspect.Merklin Muffleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05850284624604652178noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23948057.post-4010208985789886462009-12-10T16:24:54.468-05:002009-12-10T16:24:54.468-05:00At least you didn't start the post "remem...At least you didn't start the post "remember when"! That'll make you really oldBen Burdhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06372169478978720740noreply@blogger.com