You know your getting old when...

[stiv837]

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[TxRad]

When everything you own hurts.

I thought that was when you hurt in places you didn't have at an earlier age.

 

[JackLuis]

You know you're getting old when your keyboard can't spell anymore.

 

[Davesmith42]

When you want a afternoon nap lol

 

[Hypoxia]

Or when all records were fragile 78 rpm and gramophones worked with a wind-up handle.

Or when telephones were wall-mounted, hand-cranked, had a mouthpiece protruding from the box and an earpiece on a cord. Like at my grandparents' -- who also had a round open-top clothes washer with a hand-crank wringer assembly on top; and an icebox, yes, cooled by an inserted block of ice.

When your radio was a crystal set with earphones, and light bulbs died after a month.

When a pack of cigarettes cost less than a gallon of gas and bore no health warnings.

When you had to puncture a steel can to access the pale, bland, beer.

When penny loafers, snapbacks, and saddle shoes were fashionable.

When clothes and shoes worn in the USA were made here, too.

When you built stuff from kits to save money.

When paint-by-numbers was popular.

When comic books cost a dime.

When sex was dirty and the air was clean.

 

[rjordan]

I'm reminded of it every week when I wheel the Norton out to carve up the local mountains alone because all my friends are too sick or too dead to join me.

I'm reminded of it when I talk to teenage boys about Vietnam and they look at me like I looked at WWII vets when they told me their stories.

What makes age so puzzling is I know I'm old, but my mental image of myself is as the same 35 year old I have always been. I think I was born 35 years old.

rj

 

[Five_Inch_Heels]

I thought that was when you hurt in places you didn't have at an earlier age.

I thought that was when you hurt in places you didn't know you have.

 

[JKendallDane]

You know you're getting old when the car you had in high school and paid cash for, now sells for very high five digits at Barrett-Jackson auctions.

Case in point is this one I bought in 1974 for $1700...

http://photos.ecarlist.com/Oq/Th/cX/It/J9/2I/3K/sY/am/P1/gg_640.jpg

I that sweet ride.

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[NotWise]

I have cowboy boots that are older than most college students.

 

[oggbashan]

I have cowboy boots that are older than most college students.

My now retired walking boots were made in 1944. As was my motorcycle.

http://www.dantaylormodelworks.com/ekmps/shops/dantaylor/images/2-bsa-model-m20-motorcycles-227-p.jpg

 

[CharlieB4]

Or when you climb from the comfy chair and the sounds from your knees are too much like the Rice Crispies for comfort.

PS.
Charlie: I take it you mean "You're" rather than "Your"?

Damn, you've noticed I'm illiterate. Lol. It gives you a clue what my poor editors have to put up with.

You know you're getting old when you start reciting from your father/mothers phrase book.

"They don't make things like they used too"

"If I had a dollar for all the times..."

"You're going outside dressed like that?"

Etc

 

[rjordan]

Or when telephones were wall-mounted...

Or when phones were on party lines with distinct rings for each home.

When margarine was a bar of white crap with a separate tab of yellow food coloring you mixed in to make it yellow.

When we practiced "duck and cover" for nuclear attacks at school.

When we walked a mile to kindergarten, uphill, both ways, in snow.

When polio was a serious childhood threat.

When all cars had ejection seats because nobody thought of seat belts.

When Harley's were clumsy, noisy, ill-handling, expensive beasts of burden, instead of...wait, that's still the same.

rj

 

[rjordan]

My now retired walking boots were made in 1944. As was my motorcycle.

http://www.dantaylormodelworks.com/ekmps/shops/dantaylor/images/2-bsa-model-m20-motorcycles-227-p.jpg

Norton 16H?

rj

 

[Five_Inch_Heels]

When we practiced "duck and cover" for nuclear attacks at school.

And were stupid enough to think that flimsy desk you could move with one hand would help.

 

[mdbigdee]

Or when phones were on party lines with distinct rings for each home.

When margarine was a bar of white crap with a separate tab of yellow food coloring you mixed in to make it yellow.

When we practiced "duck and cover" for nuclear attacks at school.

When we walked a mile to kindergarten, uphill, both ways, in snow.

When polio was a serious childhood threat.

When all cars had ejection seats because nobody thought of seat belts.

When Harley's were clumsy, noisy, ill-handling, expensive beasts of burden, instead of...wait, that's still the same.

rj

When there were only 3 tv stations and all the programs were in black and white. And a big screen tv had a round screen and was 8 inches in width, and you connected it to rabbit ears. And the stations shut down at midnight with the playing of the National Anthem. When you could go to the movies on Saturday morning with $1 in your pocket and after getting in you still had enough for popcorn and a drink.

 

[Privates1stClass]

You know you're growing old when you remember 'the pill' didn't exist, and you had to stop at a gas station to buy condoms, because you were too embarrassed to ask the pharmacist for them (they were sold from behind the counter back then).

 

[Ewobbit]

...when you open "You know you're old when..." threads.

 

[lovecraft68]

You tell old sports stories to young fans and they have no idea what you're talking about

"Bucky Fucking Dent" for instance. 1978?

 

[Ewobbit]

You know you're growing old when you remember 'the pill' didn't exist, and you had to stop at a gas station to buy condoms, because you were too embarrassed to ask the pharmacist for them (they were sold from behind the counter back then).

You tell old sports stories to young fans and they have no idea what you're talking about

"Bucky Fucking Dent" for instance. 1978?

Thank God. Finally one that makes me think I don't belong in this thread.




But, I DO remember when Chuck Norris had chest hair and no mustache.

 

[lovecraft68]

Thank God. Finally one that makes me think I don't belong in this thread.




But, I DO remember when Chuck Norris had chest hair and no mustache.

Or you remember David Carradine in "Kung Fu" before Norris became the standard Karate guy actor.

 

[Handley_Page]

I knew I was old when the music I listened to in my 20's became classic rock.
Very soon I'll no longer be halfway to 90.

Junior!

You know that you're getting old when you remember when there was only AM radio.

Is there any other kind ?

Or when all records were fragile 78 rpm and gramophones worked with a wind-up handle.

My Grandparent had one. I thought it was the bees knees, even if the music was 'orrible. One example HERE

You know you're getting old when your keyboard can't spell anymore.

Mine never could!

jordan;
Or when phones were on party lines with distinct rings for each home.

Our party line's other user had a daughter of a certain age. Where my folks reckoned that the phone was for emergencies and matters of import (especially in connection with Dad's job), the other lot seemed to bask in the glories of technology. It was the cause of much head-scratching when the Bill arrived.

When we practiced "duck and cover" for nuclear attacks at school.

We used to laugh at that.

When polio was a serious childhood threat.

I suffered from that.

rj

 

[oggbashan]

Norton 16H?

rj

BSA M20 500cc sidevalve.

Girder forks, rigid rear end, cast iron footrests with no rubber. Flat out at 50 to 55 mph if you are brave enough to trust the front forks.

It goes on and on for ever - slowly. I sold mine to a cousin. He now has 120,000 miles on the original engine, but I included a brand new, unused 1944 spare engine which he hasn't needed yet.

 

[oggbashan]

My Grandparent had one. I thought it was the bees knees, even if the music was 'orrible. One example HERE

This is more like mine:

Caruso

 

[rjordan]

BSA M20 500cc sidevalve.

Girder forks, rigid rear end, cast iron footrests with no rubber. Flat out at 50 to 55 mph if you are brave enough to trust the front forks.

It goes on and on for ever - slowly. I sold mine to a cousin. He now has 120,000 miles on the original engine, but I included a brand new, unused 1944 spare engine which he hasn't needed yet.

The Norton was also a side valve single. The configuration of the two are very similar, but the devil's in the details.

Nice bike.

rj

 

[Savage_Henry]

When you can play "hacky sack" with your nuts, and know the what the word hacky sack refers to.