Monday, August 15, 2011

Getting Old

My apologies for the lack of posts today. I've been busy doing real world things, including a visit to the eye doctor. As expected, I needed to get a new prescription for my glasses, which included a need for bifocals. I am now officially an old man!

In any case, I'll try to catch up on my missed posts tomorrow, including a fuller report on OSRCon.

12 comments:

  1. Have you started telling kids to get off your damn lawn yet?

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  2. At least they aren't trifocals. Or maybe trifocals are cooler. Hmm.

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  3. Welcome to the club!

    I've had bifocals for 3-4 years now -- they make reading a pleasure again.

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  4. Had the same experience recently at the eye doctor, vaguely horrifying.

    Must be all those poorly printed 1st edition modules... ;)

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  5. Just think of the head tilted/over the glasses disdainful looks you'll be able to give with those new bifocals! An often overlooked benefit of old age...

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  6. I've been telling damned kids to get off my lawn since I was 16. But then I'm a misanthropic curmudgeon.

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  7. Reading Glasses so you can look sagely :)

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  8. I've been telling damned kids to get off my lawn since I was 16. But then I'm a misanthropic curmudgeon.

    You too?

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  9. You're not old until you start talking about how you used to walk uphill both ways and were thankful.

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  10. You're not old until you start talking about how you used to walk uphill both ways and were thankful.

    I was rarely thankful.

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  11. “We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.”-George Bernard Shaw

    From what I see here, you've got nothing to worry about.

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