...it is a phenomenon of the aging process that minutes begin to seem like hours, but days do, too.
Very depressing. :(
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...it is a phenomenon of the aging process that minutes begin to seem like hours, but days do, too.
Very depressing. :(
it's only the non time version of the travel in halfs thing... you have to go from a to b.. first you move through half the distance... then you move through half the remaining distance.. then move through half of the remaining distance again.. and so on (edit: so you never get to B). It means you never die because all of the possibilities that can happen in your life are on different quantum levels.. each instance you would die you really just have a different range of options swimming through the quantums from then on. It's just at this time in your life you have stretched the possibilities out that it feels subjectively different - it's really OK J2 it means you are immortal, :01:
Almost as depressing as the sign outside one of the retirement homes here: "Always remember the mistakes of the past."
:shuriken:
All you can do is enjoy it while your still mobile.
yah there's a retirement place near me called San Quentin Retirement House.. or Home or sth (not certain of the rest of the name but it's San Quentin) :pinch:
ah, I can see how it could work out like that.. in that way it feels insane for me that Layla is at big school now :wacko:
congrats on the grandson (and being an ancestor) :01:
Oh my gosh. He is already nine months old. I can't believe it .
Mollie is 10-and-a-half months and on the verge of walking :fear:
I am doing good, J2, thanks for asking. :)
After reading this thread, though, I am starting to get excited about the birth of my grandchild in January!
I am convinced this is the way to have little ones. Let someone else do the hard work. :D
Also, buy him a junior drumkit to encourage his musical ability. I did this for my much loved-nephew. The drum mysteriously disappeared one day, and was discovered a few months later in a cupboard with a screwdriver stabbed into it. My evil sister looked suspiciously guilty...
Bought him a trumpet thingy the next year.
My mum bought her nephew (my cousin's boy) a toy drum and a firetruck with a horn and a loud siren. I heard that he liked them, but no word on their continued survival. :P
:shuriken:
Your mum did it because she didn't like your cousin. Fact.
S'why I did it to me sister. Me nephews gettnig a trombone as soon as his arms are long enough
She did it because she thought my cousin's husband would find it funny. He did.
:shuriken:
Only because he watched your cousin wince when the babby got hold of it.
I'm speaking from personal experience. I love my sister but shes a crap parent so deserves being tortured by a plethora of musical intrument torture. I'm trying to encourage him to play my old violin. Ahhh, Dying-cat heaven.
I have no desire to torture my daughter, but a drumkit sounds like a good idea, nonetheless. ;)
I've gotta post a new picture of him; he's a super-lookin' kid. :)
awwww.. is that one of your productions Zed?? :o
The one and only.
In relation to J2k4 original post, "Time" does change, weeks fly by, yet the time has no meaning, does that mean i agree with J2 or not?
kewl.. he looks just like you! I mean I don't know for sure what you look like (unless that pic from the future was correct) but because of genetics and such it feels safe to say that.
can he do any tricks?
Wow.
That's shocking, seems like yesterday.
I think that you need to be a Grandfather to feel the full impact of the "time flies" thingie, though.
What a great-looking kid, Zed. :)
This is mah Gran-chile, upon hearing he will be raised a Conservative.
http://img208.imageshack.us/img208/8842/8154nr6.jpg
I am old enough to be a grandma but just becoming a mum.......does that mean that reletively speaking because i wont become a granma till much later?
At the age of 10 and a half months, the little girl is now walking :fear:
she's very wobbly, but she's walking :sly:
She's a bit young for drinking games :no2:
I remember reading about a 24-year-old Grandmother a few years back.
That's creepy.
You'll appreciate it more when it happens, brenda; my daughter was 23 when she had the kid, which makes her up to eight years older than her local cohort.
The "norm" has slid a bit too far south for my taste, and I'm glad she waited.
She seems to agree. :)
:dabs: I'll wait another ten years before I knowingly make one of those.
Yes.
I'm planning on buying a kit.
I figure I'll have figured out the finer points of using super glue by then.