Tag Archives: old people

The Circle Of Life


As a kid, I used to think about how great it would be to be an adult.

As an adult, I think about how great it would be to be a kid again.

I don’t know what really old people think about though,
… but I’m sure eventually I’ll think of something.


note: I don’t really want to be old … I want to be the oldest!

double note: if I get to be an old man, … I definitely won’t be yours.

triple note: if I get to be an old man, hopefully I’ll be a funny old man … but not in that way.

quadruple note: I bet Gary Oldman is ready for the eventual jokes.

quintuple note: sure a satellite dish is circular, but I’m not sure about the life that comes with it.

sextuple note: people with TV seem to be overly remotely concerned.

septuple note:The grass is always greener … if you have green glasses
(I don’t know why people choose those rosey ones)


Today #174

I’m glad I’m not The Incredible Hulk today, because I wouldn’t have any Tuesday students left … that’s for sure.

Waiting For God Knows



I was waiting with all the old people for a store to open this morning.

Don’t old people have anything else to do other than stand around and wait for stuff?

They always seem to be waiting for the newspaper, the mail, the bus, …

Old people must be really patient or don’t sleep or something.

They should have been pounding on the store window yelling, “Hurry up! I’m dying out here. I don’t have much time. I can’t wait any longer. You’re going to lose a sale, if you’re not quick!“.


I’m not old.

I had an important reason for being at the store before it opened:

I woke up early and had nothing better to do.



note: I’m going to buy everything with a credit card when I start getting shaky.

note to old people: You’ve waited all your life to be old, savour the moment: just not at the check-out counting change.





There must be something good that happens when we die, because …

just like plants stretching and moving toward the sunlight, old people seem to be bending and moving toward the ground.

note: I could be wrong; I usually am.

double note: Are old people bent over or are they just falling down very slowly?

I don’t want to put this one under humor for some reason.

Burning Barrels and Wagon Wheels


Is it just me or are old people the only ones using burning barrels?

You know, a 45 gallon drum, rusted out in the backyard with an old person standing beside it burning crap. Where do they get burning barrels from anyway? Aren’t these things suppose to be recycled? Is there a blackmarket for burning barrels?

“Psst, wanna barrel?”

Is there an old person store or catalogue advertising them?


-afghan blankets

burning barrels

-cemetary plots

-driving hats



There seems to be a lot of wagon wheels around also.

You know, wheels from wagons.

They are very decorative, but when was the last time you saw a wagon?

Maybe the burning barrel dealer carts his wares around on a wagon while I’m not looking.


note: there is a lot of stuff going on behind my back.




Spring has sprung
The grass has riz
I wonder where
The birdies iz

I saw the first sign of Spring yesterday!

No, not flower buds, green grass, or frolicking baby animals!!

Croquet is called gateball in Japan.
You know, mallets, wooden balls, metal hoops…

It’s really popular with older to ancient people here.

I spotted a group laying out their course on a soccer field yesterday!

Funny that the first sign of Spring is old people with mallets.