Pickles by Brian Crane for November 23, 2023

Comes with old age Nelson!

I’ve got thing on my left … never mind.

I am getting older and haven’t gotten that "Numbing sensation in my caboose! WHAT is that?

Kids talk about what’s new. Young adults talk about work, kids, dealing with aging parents… And older folk talk about their aches and pains. In other words, they all talk about what’s uppermost in their minds…

You have to be of a certain age to get this joke, but here it is anyway.

Oral Roberts dies and goes to heaven. As he gets to the pearly gates, St.Peter says, “Next.” He replies, “Oral Roberts.” “The Oral Roberts?” “Yes St Peter, the Oral Roberts.” St. Peter says, “Wait here a minute. I know someone anxious to meet you.” He goes away for a few minutes and comes back with a guy on his arm. “Jesus, this is Oral Roberts.” “The Oral Roberts?” Oral says, “Yes Lord, the Oral Roberts!” Jesus says, “Boy come with me. I know someone that has been waiting to see you for years.” So Jesus leads him into a small room.Over in the corner is an old man sitting in a rocking chair. Jesus says, “Hey dad, this is Oral Roberts.” “The Oral Roberts?” Oral says in a very humble voice, “Yes my Lord, the Oral Roberts..”God says, “Boy I’ve been waiting years to see you. Could you come over here and take a look at my knee. It’s been bothering me for years.”

My go to response is, “Practically perfect.”

That doesn’t mean they ALL have to bust out laughing.

(Going off to corner to pout….practically perfectly, though.)

Don’t worry Nelson, Roscoe’s smarter than that.

We old people like to keep everyone informed.

Sounds a lot like the way I’ve been feeling lately.

I just say OK. I know the people asking don’t really care.

Older adults like to slough off their miseries like snakes shedding their skins. Just talking about them gives temporary relief.

Grampa is just being more polite than W.C. Fields’s “Go away kid, ya bother me!”

Sometimes it’s better to order someone to, “Have a good day,” than ask about their real day. Sometimes? I meant often.

Most old folks, including me, will tell you. Have I mentioned my digestive issues? Pass the laxative!

People who ask me “How you doing today?” always hear “Pretty good for a beat-up old guy.”

Glad to see that Nelson got that mark removed from the last few days…

I hurt, therefore I am alive.

Earl is in real trouble if he hears a whistling noise – and it’s the sound of the wind going in one ear and out the other.

“Grampa” forgot Thanksgiving.

DON’T GET ME STARTED

If you don’t want to know…don’t ask.

Seeing the 3rd panel I was wondering if that would be the start of Trains, Planes and Automobiles .

I don’t know why people ask how one is if they don’t want an answer, but I stopped giving details. Now I just say “no worse than usual.”

Try the vacuum cleaner hose on your forhead: that might help. . .

Is that all?

We all have various aches and pains.

No happy Thanksgiving for Earl.

Back in 1988 illness aught me my left ear closed and my throat, currently left ear all the time air and times ringing. I agree with Earl.Happy Thanksgiving Pickles fans and happy eating.

I’m an old man, and the boy is right. Never Ask.

If roscoe could talk

Gout, tinnitus, and cauda equina syndrome.

My left toe is the ringleader! It’s getting everything else on my left side to sting or ache, too!

I’m a senior. Just painted two rooms of my house. I have muscles that ache that I thought was fat. I feel like someone put me in a gunny sack and beat me with a ball bat. That’s on top of the geriatric ‘gifts’. Normally, just about everything hurts. And whatever doesn’t hurt, doesn’t work.

In one of his essays, George Sheehan imagines giving an honest and very detailed answer to “How are you?”.

That was too much information even for Roscoe.

When my aunt came to visit us out here on our tree farm, we went in to town, to our small town grocery store. I introduced her to a friend, the produce manager, and he politely said, “How are you?” and immediately she began to tell him about surgeries, conditions, and on and on, before I could drag her away. On our way home, I said, “Aunt Gerry, when people ask you how you are, they’re just being polite. They don’t really want to know!”

Happy Thanksgiving every one.

Its what happens in old age, especially if your life was somewhat adventurous or your job was physically demanding or both

Roscoe knows…..

A Very Happy & Blessed Thanksgiving to all

My Dad was like that. Me: How ya doing Dad, Dad: Well …

All those symptoms point to colo-rectal cancer. Or an infection of the Eustachian tubes

Those are symptoms of classic OGS. (Old Guy Syndrome)

One thing you have to learn as an older person: nobody cares for an inventory of your pain. If someone asks, “How are you doing?” “Not too badly.” is about as much as they care to know.

Seriously, do you enjoy listening to a catalog of other people’s aches? Believe me, I know how pain can take over much of your attention. However, when dealing with other people, the trick is not to run out of other things to talk about. :) :(

Gout, travelling-tinnitus, sciatica - all fatal in time.

I just say I’ve got a rebuilt motor (heart) in an “OLD” chassis …… :)

We get tired of folks asking the question all the time, so we make things up just to make them stop.

If you don’t want to know, don’t ask.

That, Nelson, was an organ recital.

As I stated on Calvin and Hobbes, I would like to thank all my friends here on GC that let me “talk” about what was happening with my sister the last 3 weeks. Sadly, she passed away at age 52 years old ( 16 months older than me) today around 2 pm, she is no longer suffering but I am having a very hard time with it and can’t believe my sister is gone, my heart feels like it broke in two.

Last panel – Roscoe’s expression!!