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I just know that seeing me post up here in LALA land is scaring the He$$ out of the mods.... :laughkick: GOOD !!!!! be scared... very scared :008Laughing:

 

 

All joking aside, I saw George in 07 as best I can remember, I took Sandy and a lady friend, we all commented how bad he looked and how he wasn't funny any more. He said he had been "clean and sober" for 17 months; well that explained the lack of his usual humor... :008Laughing:

 

I guess what seeing this in my e mail did was bring it home to me that both Sandy and George were on short time there that night, but I'm glad we went, glad we did have a few laughs, the biggest laugh was that the entire Helena MT Police Dept seemed to be there but you could get stoned just walking thru the lobby at intermission..... I really mean that... I had a buzz just from going to the restroom, I miss Sandy and ya know I miss George too, both made me laugh and both fully understood the last paragraph in this post.

 

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Trip

 

 

 

 

 

Subject: Return Ticket

 

Enjoy the ride. There is no return ticket

 

 

George Carlin's Views on Aging

 

Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions.

 

'How old are you?' 'I'm four and a half!' You're never thirty-six and a half. You're four and a half, going on five! That's the key.

 

You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead.

 

'How old are you?' 'I'm gonna be 16!' You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life! You become 21... Even the words sound like a ceremony. YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!!

 

But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There's no fun now, you're just a sour-dumpling... What's wrong? What's changed?

 

You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40. Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50 and your dreams are gone...

 

But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would!

 

So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and make it to 60.

 

You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday!

 

You get into your 80's and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime. And it doesn't end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards; 'I Was JUST 92.'

 

Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. 'I'm 100 and a half!' May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!

 

HOW TO STAY YOUNG

 

1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay them.

 

2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.

 

3. Keep learning! Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever, even ham radio. Never let the brain idle. 'An idle mind is the devil's workshop.' And the devil's family name is Alzheimer's.

 

4. Enjoy the simple things.

 

5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.

 

6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person, who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.

 

7. Surround yourself with what you love, whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.

 

8. Cherish your health. If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.

 

9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country, but NOT to where the guilt is.

 

10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.

 

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:

 

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

 

 

Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting "holy sh*t... what a ride!"

 

 

 

 

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