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"Influencer" cliques where they all talk about each other and whatever each other are talking about.
You get two steps outside the bubble and no one has ever heard of them, but inside the bubble they seem like very important people.
Anyway.
Only the one person with the actual contract from the product or brand has to mark their advertising as an advertisement.
Everyone else in the clique is just talking about what everyone else in the clique is talking about.
See, and this is what all those room temp IQ mouth breathers should have ever had a reach to - small shitty brands, and moronic followers who'd be contained to specific key words. All offline, of course.
 
I can’t remember the names of my best friends I used to hangout with more than a decade ago. I know they were there, but it’s just noise now. Even if I found them again and greeted them over a coffee, it wouldn’t be the same.​
 
I can’t remember the names of my best friends I used to hangout with more than a decade ago. I know they were there, but it’s just noise now. Even if I found them again and greeted them over a coffee, it wouldn’t be the same.​
Yup. Every New Year's Eve.
When I was young I never understood it. But, I now understand 'Auld Lang Syne'.
 
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Sounds like, you have some regrets about your life thus far?
Regrets my ass, you could be living the life that you always wanted with 10 million in the bank, nobody wants to get diagnosed with the big C.
I can’t remember the names of my best friends I used to hangout with more than a decade ago. I know they were there, but it’s just noise now. Even if I found them again and greeted them over a coffee, it wouldn’t be the same.​
I'm starting to have that problem with memories especially in the middle of my life, like my 20s. There are big things that I obviously are going to always remember, but dates, names of people, stuff like that is just white noise until someone jogs my memory.
For example the other day I was thinking about something that happened to me when I was around 23, and I remember my girlfriend at the time was there and I couldn't remember who my girlfriend was at the time. It's almost like once I hit my mid 30s my brain ran out of memory so it's starting to delete files to make room.
 
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Remember back to school shopping where you'd shop for the basic essentials like folders, notebooks, pencils, or backpacks? Sometimes it'd be art supplies like crayons and markets. I still remember those cardboard like folders.
 
I remember Michael Jackson's Thriller, and especially Peter Gabriel's videos, we all ran for the tv when his videos had their debut. Nothing else like them.
Fun fact, Peter Gabriel's "Sledgehammer" was made by Aardman of Wallace & Gromit fame.
 
Fuck this perimenopause shit. Fuck that I've got years more of this shit to go through.
Oh, dear. I’m sorry @glass_houses, I sympathize. I’m well past the peri part and into WTF is it with these constant damn hot flashes part. For over 12 years now. Twelve long years. And sleep? What’s sleep? I can’t tell you the last time I slept through the night. I’m lucky if I manage four hours at a time.

All of us are ruled by our hormones to a degree, even men, but sometimes shit goes haywire and makes life difficult.

Did I mention it’s been 12 years so far? It’s cruel.

(I truly hope things settle down for you quickly and easily. ❤️)
 
Why are the youth so bloody tall all of a sudden? It's not because I've shrunk, I'm still 5'10 if I quit stooping, but I've seen no end of teenagers and early-20=somethings who are easily 6'2 and over. Even in my extended family there are two lads who are 6'5. Is it something in the water? Hormones in the meat? I've already got aches, I don't need another one from craning my neck!
 
Oh, dear. I’m sorry @glass_houses, I sympathize. I’m well past the peri part and into WTF is it with these constant damn hot flashes part. For over 12 years now. Twelve long years. And sleep? What’s sleep? I can’t tell you the last time I slept through the night. I’m lucky if I manage four hours at a time.
I don't think the sleep thing is even a female thing. I consider it awesome if I have an uninterrupted sleep of even two hours. It's usually an hour at most, with disturbing dreams and when I wake up, at least another hour before I actually get to sleep again. And when I do, I sometimes wish I hadn't woken up at all.
 
My intern who is old enough to drink didnt know what a floppy disk was.

Had never heard of Y2K.

And didnt know what AOL was.
Nothing so specific for me, just the general increase in young people not knowing about any old things. Another "paradoxical effect" of the internet, which has almost all the old things on it, and now that you can find them—for now, until "AI" hides them all—almost nobody looks for them.

When I was young we were in all the used book and record stores and charity shops trying to find all the old stuff we'd heard of. Vacation or a kid business trip (my friends were musicians and/or athletes) were a chance for a new hunt in a town where mythical items might still be on the shelf.

Young collectors still exist, of course, but that's a different desire.
 
Nothing so specific for me, just the general increase in young people not knowing about any old things. Another "paradoxical effect" of the internet, which has almost all the old things on it, and now that you can find them—for now, until "AI" hides them all—almost nobody looks for them.
I don't even think it's some kind of specific ignorance, because even when I was young, I had a fascination for media from long before I was born. I think it's a disgusting culture of atemporality where they just deliberately ignore culture from before they were born like it's a virtue, you'd have to give some credit to dead white men.

I fucking hate zoomers of that sort. Just garbage who want to destroy culture.

If you don't understand culture from before when you were born, like the plays of Aristophanes to Shakespeare to movies like Casablanca, you are basically just a retard and you should not be considered a member of Western civilization. You're retarded. Kill yourself.

Learn or die. I don't care which, pick one.
 
Every time I play a song that's about life going by fast, I now understand what they're talking about. It hits me differently if it's a song I listened to as a teenager.
 
In the last year I've become a little morbid, thinking about my own mortality. Now reports of people dying affects me on an emotional level, especially when they are near my age.
I have been dealing with this for the past few years. So many family members, friends, and High School classmates are already dead. I'm not even that old yet.
Every time I play a song that's about life going by fast, I now understand what they're talking about. It hits me differently if it's a song I listened to as a teenager.
Same here. "The Kids Aren't Alright" by The Offspring makes a lot more sense now.
 
I now understand how much fun it is to embarrass teenagers. It happened naturally when one such moment presented itself, and it played out in a way that was hilarious, but also felt necessary in the grand scheme of things. It is as if I've entered a higher order of awareness. Awareness that revealed to me a new truth where I am compelled to make young people cringe as often as possible.

I'm starting to have that problem with memories especially in the middle of my life, like my 20s. There are big things that I obviously are going to always remember, but dates, names of people, stuff like that is just white noise until someone jogs my memory.
For example the other day I was thinking about something that happened to me when I was around 23, and I remember my girlfriend at the time was there and I couldn't remember who my girlfriend was at the time. It's almost like once I hit my mid 30s my brain ran out of memory so it's starting to delete files to make room.
I'm sort of having the opposite problem. I'm remembering mundane, pointless events and facts that I should have forgotten and lots of times things I wish I could forget, but they're still in my brain and the memory will be recalled anytime I see or hear something that for whatever reason reminds me of them.

I'm talking really mundane stupid shit. The numbers of the busses I rode every year since Kindergarten. Schoolyard insults of embarrassing things that rhymed with classmates names. Long, drawn out embarrassing events that went on for months. I feel like space is going to be at a premium in my brain as I age, but it's going to be filled up with this useless nonsense that's not worth remembering. It's enjoyable when you recall memories that were of fun or pleasant experiences, but the numbers and names and playing back bad things that aren't worth remembering... I wish I could lose some of those while retaining the memories of nice experiences. If only we had a way to purge bad memories. If you eat poison, your stomach will purge itself, nothing like that for the brain, unfortunately.

I'll probably just lose everything all at once. That'll be my luck.
Another "paradoxical effect" of the internet, which has almost all the old things on it, and now that you can find them—for now, until "AI" hides them all—almost nobody looks for them.
And the AI will also be required to censor anything that might be considered distasteful to current year sensibilities. No, the original motion picture/song/television program can not be accessed in it's original, uncensored state. But we now offer it in HDDDTVI3D 2080pi format HDD. You can see the pores in the actors face now, isn't this great?

I was watching a pretty recent sci fi movie a few weeks ago, and it just looked like complete dogshit. I don't think it was low budget, just something about the clarity they filmed it in, and the lack of any type of structure to the way they were setting up the shots. Idk, I'm not a film maker, I can't tell you the subtleties in setting up a proper shot when filming a motion picture. That might've not even been the actual issue. Whatever the problem is, made the movie look cheap and unappealing. It kind of reminded me of the way my Grandma's "stories" use to look. A little like that, but also too clear. Those soap operas always seemed a little darker than everything else on TV. This was too bright, and everything looked sterile and artificial.
 
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