I haven’t thought about Manhattan Special in a long time. We lived a few blocks from where it was made (Manhattan Ave. in Brooklyn, not the borough of Manhattan). I’m ok with caffeine as long as it enters my body before mid afternoon.
Interestingly, apparently this is why kids usually don’t like certain “grownup” beverages like coffee and beer, and vegetables like broccoli and Brussels sprouts. Kids’ taste buds are more sensitive to the bitter flavors in those things. By the time most people reach adulthood most people’s sense of taste have dulled enough that those things taste decent.
Same here. I used to be able to have caffeine well into the evening and still sleep at night. A while back I thought it would be a good idea to order an affogato for dessert after a relatively early dinner at the local Italian place. Barely slept a wink that night.
To get back to the OP’s question: I didn’t expect forty-leven pieces of mail in the last few weeks wanting me to enroll in various Medicare Advantage Plans. I guess that’s something to “look forward to” every October from here on out.
My parents died about a year and a half apart in their early to mid 80s and it was relatively fast for both of them, to the extent that neither of them needed to be cared for (my dad was carrying sheets of drywall from his garage into the basement a year prior to his death), so I believe I have those genes on my side. The negative is that they did nothing overtly healthy, in terms of diet and exercise, so I’ve often thought that if they had done all of the healthy stuff they may have survived their respective heart attacks and therefore needed long-term care.
My wife and I were talking about this yesterday (I’m 61 and she’s 63) and we both agreed that if we had our way we would be able to order assisted death kits from the pharmacy, or whatever, without major regulatory or legislative hassles etc, and go out in the way, place and time of our choosing if, for example, we foresaw being in separate nursing homes or whatever.
I am a lot healthier than my parents so who knows how this will play out.
I remember sitting in class in 6th grade when I was 11 years old, making the same calculation, and getting the same result as you. At the time, it seemed impossibly far away, and I would be unbelievably old.
A few years later, in 1985, I got my Eagle Scout award along with a paid-up membership to the National Eagle Scout Association (NESA) through the year 2000. Again, it seemed so impossibly far away that I didn’t even recognize it as a year at first.
Not to mention the sci-fi movies of the 1980s that were set in the early 2000s (Bladerunner, Back to the Future Part II, etc.). They all seemed as far in the future as Buck Rogers (which was familiar to me because of the 1979 film and TV series, of course).
Regarding 2000 feeling far away in the future, every year feels like that to me.
Like if a project is scheduled to be finished in 2022, that always sounds to me like some far off sci fi future date, and that I’d be, like, middle aged, by the time that’s done.
Then the conscious mind kicks in, realizing it’s barely more than a year away, and reminds me again that I am already middle aged.
I’ll be 48 in February. And the thing that hit me as I got older was that it was something that happened to me. I knew in the abstract that I’d get older and die, but I never really applied everything that went along with aging would actually land on me. I always thought that only applied to everyone else
It’s a hypothetical as in Canada we have a medically assisted dying law though I have no idea of the specifics. I just want to be able to buy the gear or potion or whatever at the local store when the time seems right. Don’t need an answer fast