One of the key identifiers (of which there are numerous) is that I seem to be falling apart.Â I groan when I get up out of a chair and click almost as much as a…well a very clicky thing indeed.Â I am also taking much much longer to recover from drinking sessions.Â I am trying to convince myself that this is due to the drinking sessions lasting much longer thanks to being out in Germany, but I cannot keep fooling myself for too much longer.Â Eventually I will be passing a mirror and simply laugh and point at myself in a Nelson Munce stylee.
I almost instinctively hate music that hasn’t been performed using actual instruments that require more than a skill in computer programming.Â I am now officially unable to accurately guess other peoples ages and more horrifying is that when I give advice, it tends to be based on actual experience, not opinion.
Oh dear god I have the experience of age.Â *sob*
I think that the worst thing is that a lot of my favourite films and TV shows are so old that I actually know people that haven’t seen them.Â This has to change.Â There are actually people that haven’t watched Red Dwarf, Men Behaving Badly, Drop the Dead Donkey, Father Ted and loads of the other stuff I watch.Â Christ, half of them haven’t heard of the Fast Show…what is the world coming to?Â
Whats worse is that I honestly feel like the shows aired a couple of years ago.Â They are so familiar to me and they are still damnably funny to this day.Â Red Dwarf started in 1988….20 frickin years ago. 20!!!
Thats older than some of the people I was drinking with on Saturday night.Â Still, I managed to outlast most of them….admittedly I was running on fumes when I headed back up to the apartment, but still….
Fortunately I live in Germany where people stay in college until they are 84 it seems, so I have yet to suffer the ignomy of being treated by a Doctor who is younger than I am….it won’t be long now though.Â As I already mentioned, my mind is going.Â My body is falling apart in new and interesting ways…oh, and my mind is going.
My eldest child is almost 12 years old.Â Almost a teenager….when did this happen, I don’t recall the warning letters…it most definitely did not mention this in the brochure.
I think the clue is in the terminology used to describe age:
You become 21
You turn 30
You are pushing 40
You reach 50
You make it to 60
You hit 70
After that you are on bonus time really.
Now, where did I put that Zimmer?