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Posted by Grinner on August 13, 2007, 11:25 am
> On Fri, 10 Aug 2007 07:59:39 +1000, Grinner wrote:
>
>>> "Seņor Popcorn-Coconut"> wrote
>>>> ... Are we getting old.
>>>
>>> Speaking of getting old.
>>> Last night my wife and I were discussing the seasons and their impact on
>>> ones life.
>>> If you haven't spent much time in the south this might not make sense to
>>> you.
>>>
>>> In the south there are no seasons, or rather, very little change between
>>> them.
>>> In SW FL there is hot, and then theres hotter.
>>> There is no visual reference that the seasons are changing, everything
>>> is
>>> green all year long.
>>> Here in northern ruralville its not possible to avoid noticing the
>>> changes.
>>> I see them all the time, like big billboards.
>>> Last night we were looking at the 7 maple trees in front of Muffs pond
>>> across the road and how the leaves are starting to wilt and one of them
>>> the color is changing.
>>> I can feel it in the air but can't quite put my finger on what it is.
>>> Something is different.
>>>
>>> Just 6 months ago my wife made a snowman in the front yard but it
>>> doesn't
>>> seem that long ago, more like 4 months.
>>> And in another 6 months she'll make another one, but it will only seem
>>> like 4 months from now.
>>>
>>> The seasons change your perception of the passing of time with natures
>>> constant reminders.
>>> With winter comes my next birthday and the reality that I'm 1 year
>>> older,
>>> thats 1 less year I get to live.
>>> This causes me to look back at the past year and reflect on the things
>>> I've done and the stuff left undone.
>>> I need to pick up the pace, to get all the stuff done that I want to.
>>> In FL my birthday is still in the winter but there is no winter there,
>>> so
>>> there is no reason to reflect on the passing of time.
>>> No seasons = no difference in life = a year that lasts a lifetime and
>>> all
>>> to soon gone.
>>>
>>> Perhaps thats why old people move to FL, so that they won't be reminded
>>> that their life is passing away before their very eyes.
>>> The rest of their life is non-seasonal and somewhat never ending, til it
>>> ends.....
>> poppycock. i notice it every three months with the unexplained increase
>> in
>> my power and telephone bills and think, "well i'll be fucked if it wasn't
>> cheaper when I was younger". there's always a yardstick to measure time.
>>
>> i look at all those introduced trees that wilt and wither and think
>> "fucken
>> introduced junk shoud die altogether, like foxes, rabbits, feral pigs,
>> english willow trees, pigeons, privot, bamboo, lantana, feral farmers,
>> water
>> draining cotton farmers, feral goats, cane toads, feral cats, camels,
>> buffolos, indian minah birds, sparrows and heroin importing chinamen".
>> they
>> should all be burnt and/or shot at dawn.
>
> Grins, head over seas, you know I'll take good fukking care of you.
Actually, if ever I did go to the US again, I would announce it here and
hopefully meet up with a few people. I think if I did go ovreseas again too
I'd skip Engerland entirely, enuff of the pommie kundts here, too similar.
The mediterranean would be good, bar italy - too many sleazy wogs, and again
enuff of the kundts here. Egypt, Morrocco, Southern Spain and Greece would
be on the itinery. Time to pull the finger out, methinks.
Give us a yell if you're ever thinking of coming down here too, btw.
> Make
> sure you miss Don the DumbaSS, turn left when the road says "Thia way to
> The Greatest Living FuckHead."
another one, LOL !
> --
> "Never trust any group larger than a squad."
> skype:trollfuckingcentral
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