tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950664143576637249.post9102663789842393283..comments2024-03-22T18:01:20.065-05:00Comments on Geezer with a Grudge: Getting GeezerlyT.W. Dayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04078254371483458356noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950664143576637249.post-82132837209577506492010-05-12T19:59:20.570-05:002010-05-12T19:59:20.570-05:00There doesn't seem to be a shortage of pussies...There doesn't seem to be a shortage of pussies in our generation, but I suspect the future isn't going to be to their liking. Screw 'em if they can't take nature's jokes.T.W. Dayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04078254371483458356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950664143576637249.post-51701008600707054882010-05-12T17:54:19.509-05:002010-05-12T17:54:19.509-05:00It seems you have a kindred soul in me. Have enjoy...It seems you have a kindred soul in me. Have enjoyed your thoughts on parking meters and other assorted violations of good sense. <br /><br />I'm of a like mind on this most recent topic and reminded that getting old isn't for pussies - as someone once told me.<br /><br />Cheers,<br /><br />MHThe Vulturehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15500868699186082094noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950664143576637249.post-76592276536784020562010-05-07T10:45:29.475-05:002010-05-07T10:45:29.475-05:00Inhale slowly and deeply, exhale even more slowly....Inhale slowly and deeply, exhale even more slowly. Nothing else works. Concentrate on your breath and ignore reality.T.W. Dayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04078254371483458356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5950664143576637249.post-11631936170354217452010-05-07T10:43:18.001-05:002010-05-07T10:43:18.001-05:00Through the 1970s I was ready to hear any day that...Through the 1970s I was ready to hear any day that the peep in DC had decided, "OK, you folks have had enough fun. Now we get serious about highway safety, fuel economy, and full Big Brother-ism". But no - the market said motorbikes made money for enough people that they could keep selling H2s that so easily burst their riders against concrete bridge abutments. So I calmed down. It was a microcosm of being called to my army physical and then waiting. I was 1A and assumed the letter would come any day. It still hasn't come. It took a while to calm down.<br /> <br />What a sucker. IN 1974 I thought something might be done about working up some new sources of energy. But no, here we are 35 years later and photovoltaics and wind turbines are still signs of economic lack of sophistication.<br /> <br />So many kinds of relaxation. Why am I not calm?<br /> <br />KCAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com