Thursday, May 22, 2008

GOM, second edition


I reached a milestone today, another step towards becoming a grumpy old man. I've hit the age where I don't care what other people think of me. Not all other people, I do care what my family and co-workers think of me but that's about it. I remember noticing , when I was much younger, that most old guys couldn't care less about their clothes as long as they fit and were comfortable. I'm there, I still like Nike stuff but just for the quality and comfort. My son got a new swimsuit, I was like "God, they're huge!...Is that what they where now?" Then suddenly I had a strong flashback to the words of a Rush song.
(Subdivisions)
In the high school halls
In the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out
(Subdivisions)
In the basement bars
In the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out
Then I was back from the flashback (or would it be forward?) I guess I'll get a new one so as not to call unwanted attention to myself at the pool. Speaking of pools, is it normal for the water level to rise a foot when you get in? I'd better lay off the between meal snacks and stick to light beer. But on the other hand I always drink a few more of the light ones...

5 comments:

yellowdoggranny said...

even as much as i love my friends at home and on line..i still dont give a shit...i don't think i have given a shit since i was about 4...maybe 5...and the idea of me squeezing my fat ass into a swim suit throws me into gales of laughter..i may have lost a lot of weight..but not that much..

joy said...

I never did care about clothes. Not sure why. I've pretty much been in jeans and t shirts my entire life, except for all those Air Force uniforms.

Big Tex said...

It's been a long time since I cared. I guess that makes me old, too...

billy pilgrim said...

you look feckin excellent running on the beach with your missus.

my only demand of clothing is that it have lots of pockets. i tend to attract junk as the day goes by.

texlahoma said...

YDG, I probably should have said I don't care what strangers or the general public think of me.
Here's how old I am:
I need a new BATHING suit.
I looked in the ICE BOX.
I put clothes in the WASHING MACHINE.
Our room at the TOURIST COURT was good enough and they had a fancy CEMENT POND. (ok, I made up the last one)
Joy, that's what real women wear!
Big Tex, maybe we're just "Free from fashion".
Billy, thanks for assuming that the top pic was me and not the bottom.
For internet purposes...You were right as usual.

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