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Bowwow
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post #21
on September 8, 2005 - 9:56 AM PDT
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> On September 7, 2005 - 9:54 AM PDT woozy wrote:
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> My mother married a man whose birthday is the day before mine. My sister married a man whose birthday is the day before hers. My baby sister's birthday was the before my childhood best friends.
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> It does make remembering easier.
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I have three friends who had kids born on October 30th. I thought that was pretty kind of them all and it really seemed appropriate that they should all be born on Devil's Night :)
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IronS
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Bowwow
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woozy
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post #24
on November 14, 2005 - 5:07 PM PST
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> On November 14, 2005 - 1:52 PM PST Bowwow wrote:
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> Happy Birthday Woozy!!!!
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Thank you!
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IronS
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post #25
on November 14, 2005 - 11:00 PM PST
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| Yeah, Happy 4_th birthday, woozy! |
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woozy
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post #26
on November 15, 2005 - 12:30 AM PST
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> On November 14, 2005 - 11:00 PM PST IronS wrote:
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> Yeah, Happy 4_th birthday, woozy!
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I'm a little more than 4!
I'm not ashamed to admit it is my 44th. (1961 Year of the Ox) all though I'm having a bit of a difficult time accepting that 44 years have *passed* since 1961 and that the year 2005 is more than just a year or two later than 1983. Those of you born in the eighties, you'll be starting middle school in a few years, won't you?
Bah! My kid half-brother from my dad's second marriage is silly enough to think he's old enough to get married. Feh, kids! Thinks that at thirty-three he knows about life! Why I didn't even know what job I wanted until I was twenty-three!
Hee, hee. Do any of you have that problem with your parents? A few years ago I was complaining to my mother that my apartment was too small and she went on about how when she was first married to my dad how she'd have loved an apartment as big as mine. "Uh, Mom, how old were you when you first married Dad?" "Nineteen, why?" "How old am I?" "Thirty-nine" "Um, do you remember when you were thirty-nine?" "Oh, yeah, we were so crowded in our three bedroom house, thank god you were off in college so we had room!" "Could you have live in my apartment?" "Yeah, When your dad and I were first married we'd have loved a place as big as that..."
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artifex
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post #27
on November 16, 2005 - 1:24 PM PST
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> On November 15, 2005 - 12:30 AM PST woozy wrote:
> I'm not ashamed to admit it is my 44th.
I turned 34 at the end of last month. Thanks for helping me feel less old :)
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Cinenaut
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post #28
on November 16, 2005 - 2:09 PM PST
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| Belated happy birthday, you two! |
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Bowwow
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post #29
on November 16, 2005 - 9:06 PM PST
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> On November 15, 2005 - 12:30 AM PST woozy wrote:
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> I'm a little more than 4!
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> I'm not ashamed to admit it is my 44th. (1961 Year of the Ox) all though I'm having a bit of a difficult time accepting that 44 years have *passed* since 1961 and that the year 2005 is more than just a year or two later than 1983. Those of you born in the eighties, you'll be starting middle school in a few years, won't you?
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> Bah! My kid half-brother from my dad's second marriage is silly enough to think he's old enough to get married. Feh, kids! Thinks that at thirty-three he knows about life! Why I didn't even know what job I wanted until I was twenty-three!
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> Hee, hee. Do any of you have that problem with your parents? A few years ago I was complaining to my mother that my apartment was too small and she went on about how when she was first married to my dad how she'd have loved an apartment as big as mine. "Uh, Mom, how old were you when you first married Dad?" "Nineteen, why?" "How old am I?" "Thirty-nine" "Um, do you remember when you were thirty-nine?" "Oh, yeah, we were so crowded in our three bedroom house, thank god you were off in college so we had room!" "Could you have live in my apartment?" "Yeah, When your dad and I were first married we'd have loved a place as big as that..."
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Heh, when my mother was my age, she lived in a 3000 sq ft house with four really large bedrooms and five bath rooms. I lived there too. It was a beautiful old tudor, built in the 1920's. My father once said to me that I would probably never live in a house quite as nice as that one and so far, he has been right. But if it makes you feel better, woozy, your house is worth about twice what that house is probably worth these days. :)
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woozy
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post #30
on November 17, 2005 - 10:38 AM PST
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> On November 16, 2005 - 1:24 PM PST artifex wrote:
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> > On November 15, 2005 - 12:30 AM PST woozy wrote:
> > I'm not ashamed to admit it is my 44th.
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> I turned 34 at the end of last month. Thanks for helping me feel less old :)
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It's not that you and I are old. It'd that the calendar has the wrong date. I'm *supposed* to be in my twenties, you're supposed to be a teen, and it's supposed to be 1991. (Cosplayer is supposed to be a newborn and battie... well Battie's supposed to have been born in '65 ...)
> But if it makes you feel better, woozy, your house is worth about twice what that house is probably worth these days. :)
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Not particularly. My mom and dad moved into her current three bedroom 2-story house in '63. It was something like $10,000. I think in '05 terms that may be something like $200,000. So my teeny duplex even adjusted for inflation was over three times as much.
My point being that my mom in her "when I was your age" speech immediately pinned me at 19 and even when pointed out she was off by decades didn't see the relevance. I feel the same way about hearing that my younger-half brother is getting married. At only, thirty-three, that is just plain *wrong*; I mean he's just a flaky kid. (Part of it is my relationship with him in particular though.) Anyhow, I find the whole thing very depressing. Part of it, though, is that, let's face it, marriage is just plain *wrong*. |
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Eoliano
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post #31
on November 17, 2005 - 11:22 AM PST
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| Happy Birthday to Danny DeVito and Martin Scorsese! |
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shiori308
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post #32
on November 17, 2005 - 5:23 PM PST
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> On November 15, 2005 - 12:30 AM PST woozy wrote:
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that the year 2005 is more than just a year or two later than 1983.
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I was born in '83.
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pooja
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post #33
on November 17, 2005 - 5:45 PM PST
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| I remember I used to listen to The Police sing "Born in the 50s" and I'd think, "Boy, these guys are SOOOOOOOO old..." |
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Eoliano
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post #34
on November 17, 2005 - 5:57 PM PST
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| I remember listening to guys singing doo-wop late at night in the 50s who were born in the 40s! |
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shiori308
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post #35
on November 18, 2005 - 12:22 AM PST
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Well I remember listening to the Gorillaz in my car with the heat on... oh wait that was half an hour ago.
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woozy
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post #36
on November 18, 2005 - 8:47 AM PST
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> On November 17, 2005 - 5:23 PM PST shiori308 wrote:
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> > On November 15, 2005 - 12:30 AM PST woozy wrote:
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> that the year 2005 is more than just a year or two later than 1983.
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> I was born in '83.
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Uh, your father wasn't a UC Santa Cruz junior math major passing through one day trying to shrug off a spat between housemates involving a love pentagon between a pothead flutist, a virgin oboeist, a self-destructive schizophrenic heroin addict, an environmentalist absent from the entire scene in a cannery in alaska, and a self-hating mathematician deeply in love with the oboist, was he? I wait. *Nov* '83 means a Feb. conception. *phew* I'm off the hook. (which might not be the best thing in the world... If I *did* have a twenty-two year old daughter I'd want her to be like shiori...)
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shiori308
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post #37
on November 18, 2005 - 3:53 PM PST
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| No need to worry woozy! My father was an almost forty married Vietnam war veteran living in Duluth Minnesota with his Vietnamese wife and two of his daughters and who decided to breed one last time in an attempt to finally have a boy with his wife. No instruments involved... at least not musical instruments as far as I know. |
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pooja
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post #38
on November 18, 2005 - 5:42 PM PST
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> On November 18, 2005 - 3:53 PM PST shiori308 wrote:
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> who decided to breed one last time in an attempt to finally have a boy with his wife
So were you raised as a boy, shiori? Did he teach you how to hit a ball, or win in a fight? |
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woozy
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post #39
on November 18, 2005 - 6:44 PM PST
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> So were you raised as a boy, shiori? Did he teach you how to hit a ball, or win in a fight?
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Funny. Shiori was raised as a boy and I was raised as a girl. How odd how life works. I really should look up that self-destructive herion addict. I have a sad feeling she is no-longer alive.
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IronS
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post #40
on November 19, 2005 - 12:14 AM PST
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> On November 16, 2005 - 1:24 PM PST artifex wrote:
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> > On November 15, 2005 - 12:30 AM PST woozy wrote:
> > I'm not ashamed to admit it is my 44th.
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> I turned 34 at the end of last month. Thanks for helping me feel less old :)
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Well, happy belated, still-younger-than-woozy! :) |
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