I remember the day JFK Sr. died, are women called old farts too? I prefer being called an experienced woman, hey the guys from AU like it. Oh I was in fourth grade when JFK Sr died.
wow I should have went to the old farts thread
I really need to find that disk
I’m 37
What?
I’m 37 I’m not old.
Well I can’t just call you man
You could just call me Denise
But really I’m 34
Born the same year as techchick68.
Turn 28 on August 6th ! So I suppose I am in the right thread . . . though I still party like a youngun, but feel like an old fart. 
Ditto.
Guys, we should do something- my birthday’s the 5th!
AudreyK
Another 22 year old. I agree with Audrey, I was feeling young too until the teenagers started posting.
“Do you set down your name in the scroll of youth,
that are written down old with all the characters of
age? Have you not a moist eye? a dry hand? a
yellow cheek? a white beard? a decreasing leg? an
increasing belly? is not your voice broken? your
wind short? your chin double? your wit single? and
every part about you blasted with antiquity? and
will you yet call yourself young?”
–Henry IV, Part 2, Act 1, Scene ii
Well…err…my last name is “Young”. And ladies, especially one of you who claims she hates her last name (you know who you are)–that means if you marry me, you’ll be young forever.
That was pretty pitiful, I know. But hey, there are at least three women in this thread who made my crush list (Audrey, Michi, TroubleAgain), plus others I like but dare not voice my desire to, lest I get my face slapped if the wind is blowing the wrong way.
And I clearly have no pride, being 34 years old and no girlfriend in sight, and too ugly to dare post a picture on the SD people pages. The only thing about being hideous like me is:
“The elder I wax, the better I shall appear:
my comfort is, that old age, that ill layer up of
beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face”
–Henry V, Act 5, Scene ii
** My curiosity is piqued.**
I thought maybe DRY was your initials. Am I right?
Dear DRY, I think I speak for many women of this board when I say this: We want to see you. We won’t think you’re ugly. We’re already quite fond of you, and want a face to associate with your posts. Please? Pretty please? ::puppy-dog eyes::
I’m 36…which I thought would qualify for this thread until I saw all the 20-somethings.
<shakes head sadly, and goes off to find the geezers. wonders if the geezers will make him sit at the kiddie table. Kind of hopes so.>
Yep. Of course, the ladies who correspond with me regularly (hint, hint) all know this, because my e-mail address quite clearly reveals my first initial and last name.
Dear DRY, I think I speak for many women of this board when I say this: We want to see you. We won’t think you’re ugly. We’re already quite fond of you, and want a face to associate with your posts. Please? Pretty please? ::puppy-dog eyes:: **
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Call.
Raise ten.
Just how curious are you, Audrey? Tell you what: just fly your sweet self out to LA, and I’ll meet you here.
In the meantime, I’ll describe myself to you:
“I, that am curtail’d of this fair proportion,
Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,
Deformed, unfinish’d, sent before my time
Into this breathing world, scarce half made up,
And that so lamely and unfashionable
That dogs bark at me as I halt by them”
–Richard III, Act 1, Scene i
One doper has met me. Once. She’s never mentioned it here and we’ve met only the one time.
Res Ipsa Loquitor.
There are a couple pictures of me somewhere on the net–on a baseball related website (HA–that’ll only take years to go through). But I should warn you that the pictures:
“are as two grains of wheat hid in two bushels of chaff: you
shall seek all day ere you find them, and when you
have them, they are not worth the search.”
–Merchant of Venice, Act 1, Scene i
Besides, I’m saving myself for marriage. 
Fine, fine! I WILL!
I’ve got a pal in LA… I’ll have him dress up in drag and send him in my place to get a feel for you.
FOR you…
Another 27 year old here. Happily single, would-be spinster, except I have an 8-month old son. Didn’t feel up to raising 2 children at once, you know. 
Didn’t feel old until this year.
I’m 30, and next month, I turn 31. Cool.
I am 25. My first lover was 17 years older than me and my current one is 12 years older than me. I never think of them as old though. They seem to have many of the same experiences that I have had, just a little earlier.
BTW, how old are you John? A few years from 30. We want specifics here. Seeing you with all of Phil’s stuffed animals makes you look younger. heheheh
HUGS!
Sqrl
I turned 30 last November, and I was doing OK until I remembered that when my parents were 30, I was about 6, and remembered how old I thought they were. 
Not to mention that last night, I was getting my hair cut. The stylist was using clippers. As the hair fell on to the apron/whatever thing they put around you. I saw grey. Lots and lots of little, tiny gray hairs. Grrrrrrr…
I’m 30, feel like an old soul with a young body, look like I’m in my low/mid 20’s, divorced, 3 kids, 1 house, 2 cars, 6 doors, no SO, 1 cat (with 1 eye), fun job, hate being alone but getting used to it, my kids keep me young 'cuz when I see them they make me play hard, still got game, still want to be a rock star when I grow up.
I’m 35, Single, and own my own house. When I was 25, I lived with my parents and had a real bitch for a girlfriend.
I’ll take 35 over 25 any day!
Turning 21 in December <anyone wanna go to the bars with me?>single at the moment, and partying at college.