I’m more than half way to old, and I don’t just mean in age. There is a trend I have noticed as my parents have gotten into their so called golden years. They talk about five things: People dying, what they ate, what hurts/doctor visits, the weather, and how much stuff costs. Crap I am old. Other than constantly talking about people dying…I’m there. What the heck will I have to talk about when I am actually old? This is bad. At least I don’t really delve into the people dying thing all that much. I mean I get why they do because they are at the age where people are dying. When someone my age dies we freak out a little more because it doesn’t happen as much. But the conversation with my mother is always the same: Mom: So and So died yesterday, it’s so sad. Me: Who? Mom: You know so and so. Me: No mom I do not know so and so. Mom: Yes you do. She’s so and so’s neighbor. Me: Oh, yeah… No mom. I don’t live in your town remember? Mom: Don’t be sassy with … [Read more...]