High Noon: Dealing w/Old-Fartedness
Raymond Pert: I saw Star Trek at 11:15 a.m (Monday) here in Eugene. The theater was about half full, maybe less, and I swear I was the youngest member of the audience, and I'm in my mid-fifties. I didn't see anyone dressed in uniform. It's funny. When I'm in an audience with people my age and older, I still think I'm like fifteen and find myself saying, “What are all these old f**ts doing here, and then I go to the men's room, wash my hands, look up at the mirror, and the truth hits me. I'm not fifteen and I'm one those old f**ts, too. <shakes head..chuckles>
Question: Anyone out there willing to admit that you're an Old Fart? When did you come to that realization?