Stardate 20010910.2141 (On Screen): Matt is concerned that he's getting old at the age of 28, because he's getting gray. SInce I'm a couple of decades older than him, I can assure him he's not old.
You're old when you won't bend over any more to pick up a penny because it's not worth it and it hurts too much.
You're old when you need bifocals, or two pairs of glasses. An optometrist told me that.
You're old when some of the women you find yourself watching have kids in high school.
You're old when you wouldn't consider asking a college-age girl out on a date because it would be cradle-robbing.
You're old when you start brooding on the moral shortcomings of the younger generation.
You're old when you can no longer name the most popular band out there, or even name the most popular kind of music.
You're old when you complete the transition from liberal to conservative.
You're old when you find out that your dad was right after all.
You're old when you go bald. (Gray hair just makes you look distinguished. Waah! I don't wanna look distinguished!)
You're old when you start talking about how it was in the "good old days."
You're old when everything you studied in college engineering courses is obsolete.
You're old when you'd rather drive than walk or ride your bicycle.
You're old when it's only twice a week instead of nearly every night. (Sigh.)
You're old if when you go out with another couple the men sit in the front seat and the women sit in the back seat. (Or vice versa.)
You're old once you realize that nearly every woman is beautiful.
Your old when you look in the mirror and find yourself thinking "You know, I still look pretty darned good."
Matt's not old. He's just a baby! (discuss)
