And now... 30

So many things have happened in my life since I first came upon the SDMB through the suggestion of a stranger in Germany 'lo those many year ago.

I have seen the going of Satan, SuperDude and Wildest Bill.

I have seen Grapes

I have met so many people in cities up and down the East Coast, many of whom are no longer members.

I have seen wonderful, thoughtful works, and petty bullcrap.

Though I’m not a of the eldest of Dopers, I’ve been around for a long time.

And now, I know y’all will understand when I say I feel old.

I’m still in college, and I don’t know what the kids are talking about. Today, while trying to avoid thoughts of my upcoming age I heard on a public screen showing CNN that radio stations are starting to place popular '80s songs in the “oldies” catagory. I thought, 'What? Why, I sing the Hooters and Ciny Lauper with my daughter all the time!"

Add with that thought, I aged considerably.

That she can sing with me songs I knew and loved when they came out 25 years ago says a lot. And damn, does it say “old.”

In about a half hour - February 21 - I will experience my 30th.

That’s one more reason I can count on you guys. Many here are older than me, and know what I’m going through. You also have experienced the same Dope things I have, and I just wanted to say that I am damn glad to have you all here in my corner at this time. I’m sure I’m overreacting, but y’all are a support network that I’ve grown to love and depend on, and I could use the help.

And woudl love to help back.

Have a good one.

woohoo 30! welcome to the land of the lost!

(watch out for the sleestacks)

Happy Birthday Gorgon Heap!

I just turned 48 on Monday.

I think my husband has found being thirty much easier than turning thirty, which he did a few weeks back. The entire year since he’d turned 29, he was freaking out over getting old, turning 30, etc., but he hasn’t mentioned it since, and he’s not the sort to keep such thoughts to himself.

But I’m just a young thing in my twenties, so I wouldn’t know of such things personally :smiley:

Get offa my lawn!

I’ll be 50 - yes, you heard right - FIFTY - in June.

You were born two years after I graduated from high school.

Bucket ass kid.

Happy Birthday - just wait, you’ll be here one day.

Signed,

Old Fart

Hey, me too! I mean, except the turning 30 part. I’ve still got a few years to worry about that.

Although, really, I’ve been freaking out enough about 25 that I don’t even want to imagine 30…

Happy birthday anyway. :slight_smile: And to you, Ninety.

Heh. I’m going back to college this fall, and I’m a bit nervous about being ten years older than the freshmen. I turned 28 in January, and in the last year or two I’ve definitely noticed the difference between myself and “college age” people.

It’s also fascinating to see kids who spent their entire adolescence with constant access to both the internet and cell phones and how their perspective on things is just a bit different than mine.

At any rate, happy birthday! There are few things as awesome in life as gaining experience and being able to reflect back on it, IMHO.

Gorgon! 30 is special! At least it was for me! Think of it as a gateway to the really fun times!!!

On my 30th birthday I danced as I watched the sunrise on the beach.

Celebrate all day and all year long!

Happy Birthday!

Wishing you a good day, a good year and a great life. Happy Birthday.

Happy returns, NinetyWt.

GilaB, you’ll get yours, my pretty!!!

Eonwe, that’s part of it exactly. Our perspectives are just so different. For instance, they just don’t get that backward epidose of Seinfeld where Jerry says “What’s an Internet?” :wink:

Thanks, all, and hope you have great day, too. I knew I could count on you to bring me up. (As opposed to my dad, who called and woke me up 10 minutes before my alarm was set to go off, the jerk)

[hissssss]

I turn 45 on Monday. Screw you and your “wah, I’m turning 30” BS. You just wait. Life is pain, and 30 is just the beginning. :smiley:

Happy Birthday!

Thirty didn’t phase me. 35 hurt a little. 40 (last year) scared the hell outta me and I’m still trying to recover.
You’ll be fine (pats on the head).

You’ll be just fine…my 30’s rocked.

Well, technically it was my 20’s that “rocked”…but my 30’s were much more satisfying.

Hal – 40 years, two weeks.

What a sweet post, Gorgon! You’re turning 30 with a wonderful attitude. I personally didn’t care; I was sick of being the youngest wherever I worked and when I turned 30 I felt “legitimate.” However, I might have been born a 40-year-old disapproving matron.

– Ellen, 44+ who is appalled at what’s passing as “oldies” on the radio

I sort of remember turning 30… :smiley:

Get off my lawn!
-silenus, who is older than Rico.

You know what made me feel old? Reading this post and thinking “What? You’re only 30!”

And I’m only a couple of years older.

sob

Wow. I just reread the OP and there sure were a lot of typos. About one for every beer I’d had. :wink:

Thanks for not flaming me and sending the well-wishings!

Y’all have a great one.

Happy Birthday!

I’m turning the big FIVE OH this year… and while I was freaked about turning 30 at the time, it ain’t nuthin’ but a thang. Fifty, however, is just too freakin’ weird. It doesn’t seem possible. I’m still twenty-something in here! :smiley:

30?

Poodle spit! That ain’t nothin, sonny!

(Happy Birthday!)