Daddy's Home by Tony Rubino and Gary Markstein for May 07, 2016

Tony askedAre we old?

@Tony and the ageless tigressy.A day older than I was yesterday.

@TonyIs that the royal We?

Tony… if you mean “we” as in your generation…. NO. Older than Elliot, yeah…. but babies nonetheless.

If by “we” you mean all of us here in your forum…and you…..well…. some of us are older than others, and we’ll leave it at that.

And if it’s the Royal “We,” as X suggested…..

Do you have delusions of grandeur or are you just beside yourself?

Tony & tigressyI refuse to be old, and thank you, I learn something new every day.

@TonyAre we old?.Let me put it this way. If my son and I were having this conversation I would be referring to the 60’s.

Old is a state of mind

I hope I die before I get old – The Who, My Generation, 1965.

Growing old is mandatory….. growing up is optional.

I am older than dirt, and twice as nasty. .Though I did realize that I am an old fart now, I found myself telling “I remember when” stories to a stranger the other day.Yep. I am old.

@Tony“Are we old?”I’ve been calling my mom old since she turned 50 this year, but that’s just friendly joshing.I saw an article recently about a 100 year-old lady who set the 100m world record for centenarians at the Penn Relays this year, and then did multiple push-ups after she finished, so age is a relative thing. An 88 year-old guy ran a 17.85 in the same race, as well.

@Tony

No.Didn’t help me when my mother was angry about anything or -one else…

I prefer the noun “curmudgeon”

Our youngest once sked me how old I was, and I told her I was born in 1942. “So how old does that make me?”She was horrified! She leaned over and asked her sister, “1942? Was that the year Columbus discovered America?”

And yes, I mouthed off. Why do you think my folks sent me to boarding school?

QOTD #1: I’m not old, I may age but I refuse to get old.

QOTD #2: Mouth off back then? I still mouth off today.

QOTD #2Are you kidding, my mother had a wicked backhand and I don’t mean at tennis.

that kid needs a dope slap… or Outward Bound expedition

I had last week off from work. Monday, I washed all the winter jackets, planted flowers (48), 2 hanging baskets, 3 tomatoes and 2 cucumbers and sprayed Wet & Forget on the awnings and window sills. Tuesday I cleaned the house top to bottom (it rained). Wednesday took the car for oil change and tire rotation (it rained off and on). Thursday I washed the curtains and all the windows (mist and drizzle). Friday I washed winter bedspreads and got down the summer ones (rained all day). Today I did laundry and mowed in between showers. Wanted to pick strawberries, but it was too wet, maybe next week. After all that I’m totally exhausted and convinced I’m old.

Today’s Gray Matters…

“Did I mouth off back then”? Once! (Need I say more, LOL!)