...we are old. O.L.D. old.
We went out to dinner tonight. Bob Evans.
We were home by 5:00 p.m.
The end is near.
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Late lunch?
I feel safe, we went to Chipotle. It was 7:30pm.
Not old yet.
I feel old though.
Heh. Nope, dinner after Ann got off work at 3:30.
Plus, we wanted to enjoy the AC somewhere that we don't have at home.
I have ten years on ya, Joe. It'll happen. :=)
Ha ha ha! You danged kids... going out?!? :p
I'm trying to remember the last time I went out to be out, not shopping, business, medical... I can't remember.
Who's a kid? Pretty sure I'm older than you, Doom.
We do venture about occasionally. Just not after dark.
Older doesn't always mean a numerical thing.
On my side, the night is my friend. That which hunts at night is my pray, even at my age. They know it. They know I am far hungrier, too. I go when I will. More like an ancient gator than an old man.
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