Shit that reminds you that you’re getting old - Re: Fwd: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Re: Fwd: Damn young’uns

I often do intense or random shit for no reason because I dread last times.

Think of these retirees that need home assistance. One day they went out for groceries. At the time they didn't know it but it was the last time they ever would.

One day you will wake up and you won't know it at that moment but it will be the last time you slept in that bed.

Then you will make a coffee for the last time. Then you will feel a pain in your chest and phone 911 as you collapse.

The medics will take you to the ambulance. This will be the last time you ever were in your home. Maybe you'll be thinking "hopefully I'll be home tonight to finish my crosswords". But your crosswords will stay unfinished, next to a cup of cold coffee.

So I climb and vault over stuff when hiking like a Call of Duty bunnyhopper, because one day I'll wonder when was the last time I did.

And I suddenly sprint for no reason because one day these retirees ran as fast as their legs could carry them, just for the hell of it, like all kids do. And they never did again. And one day they ran fast, out of necessity this time, and they never did again. And one day they did a weak jog, maybe to catch a bus or something, and they never did again.

When I'm old and broken, which isn't infinitely far in the future, I want my last times not to be too far in the past. Imagine being lazy in your green years, and as dusk approaches you wish you were able to exert yourself... except you didn't when you still had the strength to do so.

Don't wait for an excuse or a need to do a physical feat you haven't done in years. One day you will sit down and never get up again.
The exact middle of Michael Jackson's life was the day of the Pepsi accident.
 
Someone born when Mario Galaxy 2 came out could be in middle school or junior high now. Someone born when Mario Galaxy came out could be a senior in high school now. A kid entering the teens cannot remember that Harold Camping "The Bible guarantees it: Rapture!" now.
 
I caught myself the other day looking up pictures of the absolute shit hole town I grew up in and feeling nostalgic. What the actual fuck. There were maybe two or three good memories in all the years that I lived there. Yet I was looking at the google earth photos of these places that even more run down and neglected and poverty stained and thinking, I remember that, that was nice....


What the hell is wrong with me.
 
Suddenly realizing that most of my dvd collection is older than than this years high school graduates and that I have save game files stored on floppies and in old snes cartridges older than most of my exes and most OF thots

Come to think of it i've still got VHS recordings of tv shows from 30+ years ago laying around somewhere

Shit, now that i'm really thinking about it i've got fucking msn messenger chatlogs on a cdrom from pc backups from 2001 that are older than any high school student today. Fuck i'm getting old

Might be time to start looking for a tacky christmas sweater and slippers and to find out which streaming service has matlock, golden girls and murder she wrote these days
 
Saw a clip from the first Pokemon movie.* The animation looked "distinctly '90s" or like older "retro anime", which I did not really see when I first saw that movie back when it was in theaters (back when the pocketmons craze was huge in Burgerland). Also seeing that film in theaters doesn't feel that long ago, but it's really ~25 years.

* (that part where Mew wakes up after sleeping in a bubble underwater in a river in a jungle)
 
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heading into work listening to the local public radio jazz station
>bassline intensifies
>I think it's time we blow this scene, get everybody and the stuff together
>okay 3,2,1 let's jam

after the full version of Tank! finishes the DJ comes on, "that was The Seatbelts with Tank! going back twenty five years as part of our anniversary celebration playing vintage classics here at the station, and that Japanese classic has gone on to be played by big bands around the world"
 
This song was sort of big during my college years

This is them now
 
been using the internets by the late '90s too 😎

Do you recall online vids being a thing that usually had to be downloaded to be watched, and they were standard definition at best?
They were visible at best, Standard Definition videos came about because the uploader didn’t know how to use compression and you spent the entire day downloading a 2 minute video
 
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They were visible at best
I recall some episode of some TV show that was compressed into a RealPlayer format that could fit on a floppy disk -- but that sound and video quality were not so great.

Standard Definition videos came about because the uploader didn’t know how to use compression and you spent the entire day downloading a 2 minute video
Back when The Phantom Menace (Star Wars) was on the horizon, there were official trailer(s) released online. Which could take all night to download using a dialup modem.
 
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There’s this local copypasta that makes the rounds every summer. Supposed to be making fun of the grumpy, no-fun-allowed types. I find myself honestly agreeing with it more and more as I get older

“Frankly, I despise summer. I hate the sun, I hate picnics, I hate late evening walks, I hate Sauvie Island, I hate sunscreen, I hate chafed thighs, I hate every single person in that crowded beer garden, I hate leather seats, I hate mosquitoes, I hate yard work, I hate baseball caps, l hate spindly legs in cargo shorts, I hate the sun waking me up at 5:30 am, I hate seeing men's ugly feet in sandals, I hate festivals, I hate frolicking, I hate sweat-staches, I hate the smell of co-workers' rank armpits, I hate sleeping with three fans in my room, and I hate the way the city smells like a cross between rancid garbage and boiling urine. Summer can go fuck itself." - Debbie Hines
 
Could we please, for the love of all that's holy, pick a port style and stick with it? The last time I went through my cord drawer, there were so many that had gone obsolete in just a year or two after release, I swear that I had a small aneurysm. It is beyond a waste. So much pointless material and manufacturing time thrown away because the port heads aren't the right shape. How many different cords and ports do we actually need?
 
I caught myself the other day looking up pictures of the absolute shit hole town I grew up in and feeling nostalgic. What the actual fuck.
The town I grew up in feels nearly alien to me now. It's changed so much yet there are a few areas that haven't changed hardly at all. Doesn't feel like home :sad:
Could we please, for the love of all that's holy, pick a port style and stick with it?
USB-C has basically become the universal standard at this point. I rarely see a new device that doesn't use it. Frankly I'm glad.
 
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