C’mon people: if you’re in your 40s, you’re not old. I was rockin’ hard in my 40s, chasing skirts, drinking more than I should, had a kick-ass music system and the latest computer gadgetry. If you’re not having fun at 40+, you’re not old, you’re pathetic.
Now that I’m 62, the music doesn’t do it for me. Not because I’m 62, but because the music largely sucks ass. It’s mostly self-pitying tripe without any talent behind it. There’s been very little worth listening to since the 80s, IMO.
I don’t drink much anymore. Not because I don’t want to, but because it affects me differently and not in a good way.
I don’t chase skirts because I love my present wife and wouldn’t cheat on her. Also, Viagra gives me a crushing headache.
Fashion? Surely you jest. I’ve never been one to buy into current fashion, which has made me fashionable ahead of my time. T-shirts and jeans and my very worn leather jacket work just fine, thanks. I am a registered fashion risk.
I have a Facebook account and chat with my kids and friends on it. I don’t Twitter because I think it’s redundant. I have a laptop that I bought last year and have wireless. I’ll be upgrading to Windows 7 very soon. I know what Wi-Fi is, and know that I’m supposed to capitalize Internet. I have a surround system for my LCD TV, but don’t have Blue Ray and probably won’t get it. I have an iPod and a small house, which makes a large component system irrelevant. All my CDs are uploaded to the iPod and it sits in the docking station in the living room.
Any other stupid questions?