Danny Glover was 40 when he first said he was getting too old for this s***.
Danny Glover was 40 when he first said he was getting too old for this s***.
Standing or sitting out in unforgiving sun.
For the first time in like 40 years, I don’t care about having this year’s latest greatest bikes. However, they have gotten so damn good, they aren’t improving as fast.
It will probably take a major tech revolution to go all in on all of my bikes, like light-weight internal drivetrains or whatever.
But I do have one of the best e-bikes, so I guess that’s something.
But I could give a shit what people think about what I’m riding.
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Great thread!
3 year olds. Unfortunately,I have one.
Political parties. They're for the young and naive.
Modern weed. I find the mellowest stuff I can and do single puffs. Fuck, that's sad.
Worrying about my career and accomplishments. I'm 46, largely retired thanks to a lot of luck and hard work, and when people ask me what I do, I say "nothing" which tends to lead to awkward pauses. I no longer bother elaborating like I used to when I worried that people might think I wasn't accomplished or born into a trust fund. I have found that if I actually own my accomplishments, I don't need to talk about them.
Being overly frugal...I'm now willing to pay people to do what I can do, like fixing my brakes or our water heater. It's hard to let go and I still do things like most of our yard work, oil changes and snow removal but time is worth more now with kids.
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"All God does is watch us and kill us when we get boring. We must never, ever be boring."
The list is long and grows most days, but so has the patience to deal...
How the last decade has exposed and put on display; the totally defiant, deliberately obtuse, in a bubble, peeps with built-in Ignorance.
I had no idea there was such a high percentage of moeraanz within our borders.
Where did they come from? Were they always here?
Please, go back to whatever rocks you were crouched behind or hiding under... ur fuqin with my Qi
I am not in your hurry
When people ask me what I do, I say “as little as possible”.
Leaves them guessing.
Forum Cross Pollinator, gratuitously strident
I usually start with - I ride bikes in the summer, ski isn’t he winter, brew beer (though mostly make gummies these days), play some pickleball, etc. If they clarify and ask about work, I usually ask - “why? you want to come with me some time?”. Asking what someone does for work may be the dumbest way to get to know someone.
Mrs P and I bailed on home ownership just before the pandemic. Missed on on a potential huge payday given what happened to VT home values but somewhat made up for it with a great landlord who hasn’t changed our rent. When we see someone mowing their acreage as we cycle past, I often comment to the missus, “you know what I’m not doing today?”.
Losing sleep.
My answer to “what do you do?” is “whatever I want.”
Spring here is long, grey, damp and bone-chilling. I'm good with the other three but I gotta be somewhere else for a while next spring. Like two months.
Damn, I need to be sobor and I will be back to tell you all about it.
suppositories… i’m done shoving shit up my ass. That sucker is going down with a highball. It’ll get to my asshole eventually.
fact.
- bad pizza
- leveling kits or cranked t-bars to fit slightly bigger tires
but I'm not that old so I'll keep working on the list
Most of you have already said it.
No-fall zones. Avi hazards. I still ski way faster than I should in the trees, though. I pretend like that’s not dangerous.
Firewood. Fuck I’m tired of swinging an axe when it doesn’t also involve a bong and a glass of whiskey.
Also- Japan’s social norms in regards to dress codes at work. Can’t believe I put up with it for so long, but now I roll into hospital business meetings and conferences in Hawaiian shirts and curly blond hair hanging down to my chin. I don’t know why I was so willing to “belong” for so damn long.
Also— shitty, wannabe-good, faux restaurants. Places like Chilis or El Torito. I’m either cooking rad food myself or going full-on. But I don’t mind the greasy spoons, or dirty diners with my kids while on the road or something. Still dig the hole-in-the-walls and the food trucks.
Oh. And crappy kitchen tools. Definitely too old for Teflon or aluminum.
And shitty “comfortable, rad” shoes. Like VANS. There, I said it.
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I'm curious about the activity that involves a bong, a glass of whiskey, and an axe.
Looking for parking. When in the city, I just pay at the closest lot.
If I see something and want it, I tend to buy it (rather than hold off and look for a deal). Things cost what they cost….and if I REALLY want it: shrug.
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It makes perfect sense...until you think about it.
I suspect there's logic behind the madness, but I'm too dumb to see it.
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