ReallyReally are you kidding me

Cuz ?

 

Oh please. There was nothing remotely religious about my statement. I was just teasing @motion a little bit about his professed nihilism, understandable given the recent shit he’s been through.

My point was that you touch the lives of everyone you interact with, some quite intimately, others not. That touch, if meaningful, lives on well beyond your corporeal existence, and you may never see it. But it is there.

 

Nope, I’m done!

 

Tempus Fugit,at this point in my life time is the most precious commodity.

 

so unbelievably true! go to bed 22, wake up hitting 50. its like that. you spend your younger years wanting to be a bit older...older is not what its cracked up to be. whats the saying - youth is wasted on the young.

 

not forever - 2 generations...then its as if you didnt exist...no one will speak your name...here and now is what we have...

kinda needed this reminder today as i was sitting here thinking about finally replacing my bike and riding/ track etc again...here and now is what we have - what exactly am i waiting for?

 

I consider "youth is wasted on the young" one of the dumber aphorism bandied about. I categorically did not waste my youth. I 'youthed' like a goddamn maniac.

 

At my 20th high school reunion, everyone thought I would have been dead long ago.

 

yeah...i did as well...always into or up to something - always on the go...i read it as more - when you are young you think it will last a lot longer. you dont quite appreciate it when you are in it. none the less - there are some things i wouldve taken more chance on or done a bit different. in some areas i was (and still am most likely) a little too reserved in.

 

That was what they all thought about me. It chaps some people’s asses every time I’m on tv

 

Wisdom is wasted on the old!

 

What are you on TV for?

 

Nasal coffee flux.

 

Celebrating Malcolm Young's birthday.

 

That's the way Thetis explained it to Achilles.

 

I was guessing pit crew at a MA round?

 

I get that. And oldsters still try to hold on to youth, often at peril, but still worthwhile ( I have not officially retired from racing and I am well into my 7th decade, so i am holding some hope). It's just simply not my opinion that it is often wasted. It is, however, routinely longed for.

By circumstance we are renting a room to one of my highschool buds as he is establishing state residency for his kid at UC. Not sure what promted it, but out came the yearbook and flipping pages and whatnot. Looking over the 10th grade class photo I noticed a gal I recalled. JESSICA POLLACK. Holy F@@@@@@@@@@k! Immediately it brought back memories. Golden memories. Memories of fondling breasts that were so firm, so erect and perky as to defy description. "They were...SPECTACULAR!" I shouted. I searched for more words. "INEFFABLE!"

I savored that recollection for like ten minutes, and just now another five.
Not. Wasted.

 

I don't pay attention to any of that crap. I'll be 63 and live every day like I'm 25. Raced in the rain two weeks ago, went for a 250 mile ride with my son last Sunday and jammed with my band until the wee hours Thursday night. Got up for work at 5:30 like usual.

I don't live for what happened before, instead I look forward to what's happening today.

 

He shovels coal into the steam engine if the USS America.