Goodness, why so worried about death? It’s going to happen to you eventually, like it or not.
See you guys on the next bardo.
I’ll be wearing the green carnation in my lapel, so’s you can recognize me.
“Bardo?” Is that as in “Bridget,” Ike?
Me, I’m thinkin’ that “the alternative” beats middle age, let alone OLD age . . .
—Eve, still achin’ from the gym
yeah… I’d like to dress up like in a gladiator movie or Ben Hur…
oh… Centenarian…
::ducks and runs:::
J
“We should have as high a regard for the church so as to keep it out of as many things as possible”
Fluther Good -the Shadow of a Gunman.
Sean O’Casey
I’m thinking about a big stereo (bad hearing), lots of shrooms (bad vision,mobility), & Dead bootlegs. Count me in.
Since the women in my family have so far all lived long lives (both of my great-grandmothers lived until their mid 90’s), I expect that by the time I reach my old age, medical advances will allow me to possibly reach that century milestone.
On the other hand, with the exception of my father, all of the men in my family have died of cancer or heart attacks by the time they were in their mid 40’s. Considering how heavily my hubby smokes, I’m looking at the distinct possibility that I may be a widow for 50 years or more before finally kicking the bucket myself. My grandfather on my dad’s side died in 1965 and my grandmother has never remarried, which means she has already been a widow for almost 35 years. She is still pretty healthy too and expects to live at least another 20 years (she is 74 or 75 now).
Shadowfox
“Distinguished” Sexy assistant to Head Honcho,
Self-Righteous Clique
As a youngster myself, I really can’t see wanting to live past 70. I figure, by then my bladder will be worn out, and that’s kind of a big thing with me. Besides, I want to retire when I’m 45, so I’ll probably be out of money by 70, and I’d hate to have to live off cat food. I like to think I can lead a full enough life in the present not to have to long for interminably more future to make up for a wasted past.
“Bardo” is a Buddhist term for stages on the Great Wheel, usually meaning the states between death and the next re-birth. It is only when we achieve Buddha Nature that we free ourselves of bardo. The way we all act around here, with our crass worldly sardonicism and sarcasm, don’t hold yez breaths.
I was using it as shorthand for “See ya on the next Plane of Existence!”
Uke
Oh, Ike, get off your high Buddhist horse [pause a moment for THAT mental image to sink in].
You know darned well you love “crass worldly
sardonicism and sarcasm” as much as I do. And if I can’t have any, I don’t WANNA move to any next plane!
Hey i’m only 14 and i want to live past my 100th b-day. 
Whatever!!! Just don’t screw up my life with your wicked stupid ideas!
Well, my great-grandmother died at 101 and a half while in the middle of preparing lentil soup for herself and the two daughters who lived with her, in possession of all her faculties and all her teeth. One grandmother (her daughter) is 81 and in far better and trimmer shape than I, and the other grandmother is 87 and recovering from a heart valve replacement and a triple bypass (done last week, and she’s on the cardio rehab unit, expected to go home in two weeks).
I figure 100 is at least a possibility, and I don’t see anything discouraging about the prospect.
My 81-year-old grandmother is a true sweetheart, and it’s a pleasure to be around her. Everyone in the family makes plans to fly down to visit her fairly frequently, and I don’t see that changing. If I can spend my golden years as active and sharp as she is, sign me up now.
I’ve never tasted one myself, but they SMELL like Play-Doh.
Live a Lush Life
Da Chef
My grandmother lived to be 104 yrs old, had none of the infirmaties you describe. In fact, until a few months before she died, she could woop my ass. She had 127 direct descendants alive on the earth at the time. She was, by far, the single most remarkable person I have ever known, and would have been even if she had not been related to me. I hope every day to live as long as her, and a fraction as wisely.
“Wisdom is the booby prize, they give you when you’ve been unwise.”
If I could be as together as Jeanne Clement was in her last couple years as a person in her 120s, I’d stick around for it. I’m reconciled to dragging around a pretty damn worn out bod by then, but I’m willful enough to make it function if it can function at all. Memory ain’t worth a damn even now.
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A little off the post, but has anyone proven the great ages reputly achieved by people in the past (eg Henry Jenkins (160), Thomas Parr (142))-are these just myths? I think it would be cool to live to 150-all of your enemies would be long dead!