The Isolated Blurt Thread XXXVII: You're Welcome, Fuckers

[raindancer]

Fuck old.

Hush grandpa, put on your fucking glasses!

 

[spacekowboy]

Petey needs glasses to fuck?

 

[raindancer]

Petey needs glasses to fuck?

Probably. And WD-40.

 

[spacekowboy]

It does do wonders. Can't fault him there.

 

[y=mx+b]

Im a PB Blaster kinda guy myself.

 

[spacekowboy]

I've blasted a jar of peanut butter or two in my day.

 

[juttjaw]

You know the sucky thing about aging? The longer you live, the more time is relative. You've seen enough time to know how long it lasts. When i was 25, my whole ilfe took 25 years. From my 1st memory, childhood, school, graduation, relationships, children. Thats how long 25 years was to me. Now, im 45 and know how quickly 20 years passes. I have something to compare it to. Something tangible that arrived and left.

When i think of my next 25 years (god willing and the creek dont rise) it seems like time is out of control, i dont have much more of it and its passing faster every day. Soon, I'll be seventy and dead. Not saying that every one whose seventy should be dead, but how much time will i have left? It certainly wont take as long as the first 25. Blink of an eye.

I find, the older i get, ive become more spiritual. Like life is a mystery to be solved. Reaching out for meaning, and really, looking for what happens after our time is over. Things i cant know. But i still seek the answer. Im not obsessed with it, just browsing in the background, looking for clues, trying to connect enough dots for it to make sense. I know theres only one way to find out. Croak.

Well, if i figure it out, i will certainly share my findings here. That is, if any of you old fuckers are still alive to read it.

 

[y=mx+b]

The older I get the more fucked I realize everything is.

My younger self was pretty certain there'd come a point when things would just coalesce. Everything would have an explanation. At the very least it all would make sense.

But nope. It's all just best guesses.

 

[Plasmaball]

You know the sucky thing about aging? The longer you live, the more time is relative. You've seen enough time to know how long it lasts. When i was 25, my whole ilfe took 25 years. From my 1st memory, childhood, school, graduation, relationships, children. Thats how long 25 years was to me. Now, im 45 and know how quickly 20 years passes. I have something to compare it to. Something tangible that arrived and left.

When i think of my next 25 years (god willing and the creek dont rise) it seems like time is out of control, i dont have much more of it and its passing faster every day. Soon, I'll be seventy and dead. Not saying that every one whose seventy should be dead, but how much time will i have left? It certainly wont take as long as the first 25. Blink of an eye.

I find, the older i get, ive become more spiritual. Like life is a mystery to be solved. Reaching out for meaning, and really, looking for what happens after our time is over. Things i cant know. But i still seek the answer. Im not obsessed with it, just browsing in the background, looking for clues, trying to connect enough dots for it to make sense. I know theres only one way to find out. Croak.

Well, if i figure it out, i will certainly share my findings here. That is, if any of you old fuckers are still alive to read it.

Older i get the more I hope there is something beyond this

 

[y=mx+b]

Noob spammer bots are pming me

 

[Plasmaball]

Noob spammer bots are pming me

Show us your tits!

 

[juttjaw]

The older I get the more fucked I realize everything is.

My younger self was pretty certain there'd come a point when things would just coalesce. Everything would have an explanation. At the very least it all would make sense.

But nope. It's all just best guesses.

Nothing comes for free. Understanding equals pain, failure, misery, breakthroughs and some success. Once we understand the answers, the more questions arise. Nothing seems to coalesce, just bumps into each other until something out of the ordinary happens that we never predicted. Sometimes thats the hard part. Realizing how random things happen. How, seemingly unrelated things, make an outcome. Its the randomness that becomes more evident the older I get. Its all just a bunch of shit getting crammed into more shit, making new piles of shit to cram. Kinda a nihilistic way to look at it, but it seems true more times than false.

Like my Mother in law tells me.
"you can wish in one hand and shit in the other. See which one fills up faster."

Not sure where that belongs in this post, but she is a wise woman.

 

[Saint Peter]

Chunky?

 

[spacekowboy]

Super chunk.

 

[Plasmaball]

You dont think I didnt see what you did there. People have patterns and yours are easy to spot. I just need to decide on what I want to do with it..

 

[HotWifeOC]

Show us your tits!

Ok

 

[Plasmaball]

Ok

Lets go

 

[HotWifeOC]

Lets go

Ok

 

[Plasmaball]

Ok

Lame...

 

[raindancer]

I can’t sleep. My brain is broken.

 

[silver gurl]

18 days until Christmas. I best get a move on.

 

[silver gurl]

Moaning old cunt.

I am 55. How did that happen

 

[FataMorgana]

I am 55. How did that happen

57 in a couple of weeks. I can't fathom it either.

 

[silver gurl]

57 in a couple of weeks. I can't fathom it either.

We are fabulous!

 

[FataMorgana]

Can't fathom being fucking fabulous at fifty.