BTW, since you and I are about the same age, what are your top ten tips for growing old and decrepit with style?
I'll start:
#1 Wear clothing completely unbecoming some one of my age.
#2 Lust unrequited after redheaded women young enough to be my granddaughters.
More to come. After I've had my nap.
My first suggestion is to follow the fine example set by my old school chum, Marc Murphy and grow a ridiculous beard, get several piercings and a goodly number of tattoos. And only ever wear knee-length pants, even if it's snowing and -20
Shit happens. The older you get, the more often shit happens. So you have to try not to give a shit even when you do. Because, if you give too many shits, you've created your own shit creek and there's no way out other than swimming through the shit. Oh, and fuck.
And you definitely need a fag-o-cycle. Something like this, perhaps...
Shit happens. The older you get, the more often shit happens. So you have to try not to give a shit even when you do. Because, if you give too many shits, you've created your own shit creek and there's no way out other than swimming through the shit. Oh, and fuck.
I'm afraid all of those examples are a bit over the top for me. I do have a beard but it's well trimmed at all times. I do wear over the knee pants, but not these baggy circus-tent versions that people seem to love so well. And I do not have a fag-o-cycle.
Yet.
You can lead them to knowledge, but you can't make them think.
Marc's an artist and could generously be described as "eccentric", so perhaps his hippiness can be forgiven.
Shit happens. The older you get, the more often shit happens. So you have to try not to give a shit even when you do. Because, if you give too many shits, you've created your own shit creek and there's no way out other than swimming through the shit. Oh, and fuck.
I'm afraid all of those examples are a bit over the top for me. I do have a beard but it's well trimmed at all times. I do wear over the knee pants, but not these baggy circus-tent versions that people seem to love so well. And I do not have a fag-o-cycle.
Yet.
You could start with baby steps.
Get a chromatic harmonica and start wearing silly hats.
Shit happens. The older you get, the more often shit happens. So you have to try not to give a shit even when you do. Because, if you give too many shits, you've created your own shit creek and there's no way out other than swimming through the shit. Oh, and fuck.
DEVELOPED ROBOT ENGINE IN JAPAN – Aug/12/1936.
Mysterious robot engine has been developed in Japan by Jiro Aizawa. Shown above with model of engine. Complete details are not given but it is believed the engine will be driven by remote control and will have a special device to stop the engine should something happen to the rails.
If she floats your boat, you should move to Japan. That “look” is a dime a dozen here.
Not really – I meant perfect in context, as an actor can fit a role without being attractive.
And my modest experience with Asian ladies is that most range from weird to bathsit crazy (on top of what passes for usual in the fairer sex).
Not that I mind very much, but I wouldn't cross the seas.
And my modest experience with Asian ladies is that most range from weird to bathsit crazy (on top of what passes for usual in the fairer sex).
Yes, there's that. If I ever break up with my girlfriend, I might look outside Japan. I think I've started to lose perspective on how much is standard female crazy and how much is Asian female bonus crazy.
If she floats your boat, you should move to Japan. That “look” is a dime a dozen here.
Not really – I meant perfect in context, as an actor can fit a role without being attractive.
And my modest experience with Asian ladies is that most range from weird to bathsit crazy (on top of what passes for usual in the fairer sex).
Not that I mind very much, but I wouldn't cross the seas.
In my youth, I had an Indian girlfriend, (a genuine NBL), to whom I was engaged to be married. She wasn't even slightly weird, let alone batshit crazy...
Until she developed full-blown schizophrenia.
Stark-staring, fucking bonkers, receiving messages from car registration plates type mad!
Shit happens. The older you get, the more often shit happens. So you have to try not to give a shit even when you do. Because, if you give too many shits, you've created your own shit creek and there's no way out other than swimming through the shit. Oh, and fuck.
Neither is this 
"If I turn in a sicko, will I get a reward?"
Keep your grubby unartistic fingers out of that, she's perfect. 
