You Know You're Getting Older....

And poorer! Today just put in an application for wife to get free extra help for Medicare prescriptions plan. We met 21 years ago. My how time does fly. Some of you 'youngsters' pay attention! My time is coming in a few more years.
The ss actually gives her $228 a month and wants $121 for Medicare part B and who knows how much else for scripts! Good thing she married a working man. She says "Well, I can pay the electric bill." Bless her!

 

If she meets the requirements for prescription extra help, she may also be eligible for the state to pay the monthly Medicare part B premium.
AFAIK, those rules vary by state. You can learn more at the Medicare web site.

 

Yeah, it says all that. We'll see in a week or 2.

 

I know I'm getting older now since I'm OK with cruisers now and can live without sportbikes. Not a Harley fan but I love Jap bikes, I've owned one of these for over 20 years now
http://www.suzukicycles.org/photos/visitors/vis-suz-2006-05-or-older/1986_VS700_Howard_640.jpg

 

....when you have to sit down to pull your socks and trousers on

 

... when you get a pill organizer for your birthday.

 

...when you are unable pass a rest room with out going in.


....when you are fooled by a fart way too often.

 

When your nose hairs and ear hairs grow faster than the hairs on top of your head.

 

....... when you go to a pub with friends and can't hear them talking because of the background noise

 

... when you realize Swift, while satirical with Gulliver of his time, was very prophetic of your time

 

This one!!!!

 

When you realize that... Wait, what was I talking about? Too damn dark in here to read the screen.

 

When you walk into the kitchen, forgot why you went there, put your keys absentmindendly into the fridge and your hot drink into the pantry and walk out again!!

 

We know we're both getting older when between us we have 5 pairs of glasses and 4 1/2 sets of teeth and we don't know which is whose and it doesn't matter because none of them work anyways!

Oh - and all the above!

 

That thing is supposed to know the difference between a solid, liquid or gas. Maybe it's getting old-timers disease.

 

...when you're laughing at these posts and then realise most of them describe your daily life.

 

some one sent this to me 12 years ago claiming it was computer poetry...
and, (un)fortunately, i can relate to every line.

Yup, I'm old!

A computer was something on TV from a science fiction show.
A window was something you hated to clean.
And ram was the father of a goat.

Meg was the name of a girlfriend.
A Gig was a job for the nights.
Now they all mean different things, and that really Mega Bytes.

An application was for employment.
A program was a TV show.
A cursor used profanity.
A keyboard was a piano.

A memory was something that you lost with age.
A CD was a bank account.
And if you had a 3-inch floppy, you hoped nobody found out.

Compress was something you did to the garbage, not something you did to a file.
And if you Unzipped anything in public, you would be in jail for a while.

Log On was adding wood to the fire.
Hard Drive was a long trip on the road.
A Mouse pad was where a mouse lived.
And a Backup happened to your commode.
Cut - you did with a pocket knife.
Paste - you did with glue.
A Web was a spider's home.
And a Virus was the flu.

I guess I'll stick to my pad and paper and the memory in my head.
I hear nobody's been killed in a computer crash, but when it happens, they'll wish they were dead.

 

Well let's just say my very first microsoft system was MS dos And Windows 1.1.Or remembering using a A floppy disk, also called a floppy, diskette or just disk in school as a kid LoL.And playing organ trail on it.

http://edgaps.org/gaps/wp-content/uploads/OregonTrail.png

This is how i know i am getting older.