Serious Men's Question

I hope I am all right !!!!---64 years of age and have none of those symptoms--in fact I grew two inches in height the past years and dropped 4 inches from my waist line over the past two years--where did the other 2 inches go?

Wow, TR, it must be that good Manchester water!! That's really rare to actually increase your height in your 60s!

Tr, check your Knee. Not the right one OR the left one, the other one.(wee) It sounds like it may have gone there.(the extra 2 inches) Krak, I'm not getting fat, honest! Everyone tells me I'm not fat, I'm just a widebody! I haven't gotten any shorter yet.(ht) But I'm not near as strong as I used to be, don't sleep as well and certainly get sore quicker from heavy physical activity. Are you saying it's because I'm old? Men don't talk about stuff like this! We're tuff and indestructible, and besides, all the cute females on the baseball web might read about this stuff. Are you asking this because you have something that can help me, or is this a male bonding session? Men are so good at posturing, strutting around like roosters and acting like they know everything. (we're cool) We like to throw around big important names and act like we're in with all the cool people. We like to tell people all the important things we're doing and have done, all the amazing things we're going to do in the near future. Yea we're cool, nobody else is quite as important as we are. Good luck gettin us to talk about any male problems, we got no problems!(at least we ain't admittin ta any)

The ostrich that keeps his head out of the sand lives longer!! That's how I'm approaching mid-life!!

Having passed thru mid life let me tell you it is great---you can sit back and look at all you have done or not done--I have no regrets at all

are you saying this is MANopause

I think this is supposed to be serious but you guys are making me laugh! I've always heard guys whine about creaky knees, trick knees, bad knees, wee.. never mind. My knees have always been so good to me until about 5 days ago when I helped my brother pour 4 truck loads of concrete, and my left knee has been sore ever since. I don't know what's up with that. I know one thing, I've been drinking way too much coffee lately. I didn't start drinking coffee or pop (soda) until I was about 34 yrs young, and now I always seem to be drinking one or the other. Mtn Dew and high powered coffee, no wonder I can't sleep! (oh yea, I'm gettin old too) Seems like everyone wants me to do something for them yesterday, my daughter is getting married in a month.(April 28th) She wants to live in the old home place, so I had to kick out the renters who were only 20k behind but I didn't have the heart to kick them out.(I am such a softie) Now the place is trashed and I've got to get it fixed up. I lay awake trying to figure out how I'm going to get everything done and you're thinking "for the love of Pete, would you shut up!"

This site is a form of Group Therapy.
Forget the Knee's, Wait till your eye's start going.
I'm getting hot Flashes, is that a sign.

innocent bystander
it's something in the concrete that does that to people,bad knee,excessive coffee drinking, insomnia.like i always say life is the best at 330 in the morning.lol

I am so glad that I am not an old fa rt like you guys!

....only thing worse than an old f a r t is a young f a r t.

I'm a very quiet person, I speak softly and I won't cut people off. If they want to hear my opinion they're going to have to be quiet for a bit. So if I'm with 3 or more people I won't say boo, because everyone else is fighting to be heard. The ladies always say,"oh he's so quiet and shy", whatever! A friend of mine is a builder and he talks nonstop. He's 6'3 305 big strong guy, and it drives him nuts that he's never been able to beat me in a strength contest, I'm a shrimpy 6'1 210 (compared to him anyways) and he's always trying to outdo me in something.(lifting and carrying) We have so much fun with it, but we're getting a little old for that kind of stuff. I help him out on different jobs and his mother-in-law always seems to tell them before they meet me, "Oh you're going to love him, we call him the s*xy Amishman". (no such thing, and if there was it sure isn't me!) So I'm embarrassed before I get there because I know they're going to be disappointed.
I have a feeling alot of the people on hsbbweb are "quiet people", I think that you can be a little shy and you can talk without yelling. You can yell quietly with the exclamation point!!! Sweet! And if you don't like what someone is saying you move on without offending people. You guys have been too nice, I'll say something stupid and nobody seems to care. Thanks

innocent bystander
i don't think you can say anything stupid here,people percieve what they want.you sound alot like me ,work hard for a living .nothing wrong with that.the coffee thing,i don't do the dew i'm a diet pepsi guy.i do foundations for a living . we all love our kids, baseball. we can't be that bad.keep posting.

quote:

we all love our kids, baseball. we can't be that bad.keep posting.

When I was 18 forty sounded sooo old! Now 60 is looking pretty good, and the way time is going by 50 and 60 will go by (if I'm still here) in a hurry. "Life comes atcha fast". I feel like I'm rushing through life and I can't figure out what the big hurry is! I love beautiful trees and flowers, baseball and BASEBALL!! I just have to learn to say NO to all the people wanting me to do just a "little" something that turns into a big something and keeps me away from baseball and my kids, flowers and trees and rest for my weary bones. Have a great day guys

Innocent Bystander, if you really are drinking a lot more fluids than you used to, you might want to get your blood checked out. One of the side effects of Adult Onset Diabetes is increased thirst. I speak from experience.

I probably don't drink as much as I used to, but instead of milk and water it's coffee and pop. But you're right, at my age I really need to get a few things checked out including my blood. I gave blood a few weeks ago and was so embarrassed, I was done with everything and the nurse was filling the last vial and I was watching the blood rushing in and FAINTED! I don't think they've sent me anything from that, I was thinking they might.

I'm afraid of the doctor, and have read that most men are. I don't wanna know what's wrong, if there even is anything wrong. Stupid, eh? If I was playing Russian Roulette, wouldn't I at least want to know if there were 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, or 6 bullets in the chamber?

I actually made it to a 'physical exam' appointment about 3 months ago, but the doctor just sat there and talked to me, never poked or prodded, just wasted my time and said "well, if you want to go have some lab work someday, we'll have something more to talk about." Great. You know how hard it is to schedule a day off for this krap? I felt like stethoscope-whipping him.

So here I sit, having made the effort, in glorious ignorance of the state of my body!! I love it! AND, my son is pitching today! It's a great day to be ignorant and alive!!

Tell me about it.........

My right knee creeks, but it always has. Busted it when I was a youngster.

I'm a little wider, to many Twix.

Everything else works fine. At least that is what I was told.

I don't know man, sometimes I can't figure out who's serious and who's haulin a load a bull manure.

I meant it in the same way as "fugettabahtit!!"

KRAK

quote:

I'm afraid of the doctor, and have read that most men are. I don't wanna know what's wrong, if there even is anything wrong. Stupid, eh?

I'm full of BS, but what did I Do? the EH

All this talk about manure, when I was a kid of about twelve or thirteen I worked for an amish farmer for a few weeks. Well I guess I showed them how tough I was; We were hauling manure one day and they asked if I thought I was man enough to keep it unclogged when they'd start up the spreader, an I was like "dang right man". So they gave me this stick an showed me where to poke if it got gummed up. Musta been my lucky day because I followed that spreader all forenoon an that sucker never gummed up once! I guess they got a kick outa the way I was a dancin around back there because they sure were laughin an havin a good old time. I laughed a little but it wasn't a good idea because it's hard to laugh with your mouth shut ya know an all that **** flyin around! The good thing was once you were covered with one layer it didn't hurt so bad!(that stuff comes outa there fast!) Had to soak in the pond for awhile after that job!

Always knew you were full of IT!

quote:

So they gave me this stick an showed me where to poke if it got gummed up.

In the olden days, proctologists gave this same advice for many a gastric ailment.

woody
man you have got an awsome doctor.the practice of blastofomy for bowel obstruction is relativley new.it was the stick in the mud theory,now its the S$**T hit the fan theory.he is ahead of his time.but get a second opinion before he lights the fuse.and not the your ugly too opinion.

Dewey, Cheatham, and Howe run the best proctology clinic in Aurora. And they offr free coupons for the Flounder or Meatloaf Early Bird Dinners at the Copper Kettle (your choice). Try it, Wood, and let us know (watch out for fish bones in the meatloaf - have heard it's been a bit of a problem lately).

John gotti-wood, I had no idea that the KOPPER Kettle had opened a franchise in Aurora to go head-to-head with the COPPER Kettle! That's exciting! The retirees in the neighborhood must just be going nuts!!

I've had the Greased Lightning before, but the lightning part wasn't apparent until about three hours after finishing the last bite....then it all made sense.

Make sure to try the Poo-Poo Platter on Tuesdays. They also have a 'Just For Teens' version called the Po-Po Platter and it's free for boys and girls who come in wearing their gang colors.

Color has to be gray, and I'm picturing a set of teeth with a red line through it, like those international road signs.

Here's a dumb question, what in TARNATION does AARP stand for? Now I'm serious! So don't be giving some dumb*** made-up definition or I'll have to come lookin fer ya! Just kidding but I really wanna know...

AARP:
American Association of Retired Person's.

See there, you guys are way too nice! You could have gone on for days with that one and you had compassion on the poor guy from Ohio. What can I say, you guys are the best!!

Instead of PERSONS at the end, I think it should be PERSONAGES. I'd make a big argument for it, but I have no idea what I'm talking about. Where's my membership card? I need to show it down at the Kettle, for it's Ham Extravaganza night, and I love to steal the cloves.

Gotwood,I see you popped your collar and went sailing... Who is that dude in the middle? He looks real nervous with the Rev and 3 praymen. Did he do something bad or did he just have too much coffee? Oh, and that ship you're playing chicken with; that's the light house, it aint movin.

Krak:

quote:

Instead of PERSONS at the end, I think it should be PERSONAGES.

How about AARPG:
American Association of Retired PERSONAGES Gracefully.

Or American's Armed with Rocket Propelled Grenades.

Or AABAP:

ALL ARE BILL'S ARE PAID

Woody:
Trust Me I'm No where near being able to Retire.

I'm just talking about those People that actually Planned for there Retirement. LOL

That really is a sweet deal. The $2,750.00 has to be cash(we bought into it 3 yrs ago) and the lump sum up front is a kind way of describing my new pizza belly. Me and 4 of my buddies signed up right away an we got aresells sum lawnchares an a big*** umbrilla. We got are oan little spot necks ta the dumster an darn if it aint the mostes fun. They bring the boxes out an settum down fer us, then wen were dun we put the junk in the dumster an kleen up the mess. Little tip hear, if ya quit drinkin er not, doant ad yer wief!

quote:

Originally posted by Innocent Bystander:
That really is a sweet deal. The $2,750.00 has to be cash(we bought into it 3 yrs ago) and the lump sum up front is a kind way of describing my new pizza belly. Me and 4 of my buddies signed up right away an we got aresells sum lawnchares an a big*** umbrilla. We got are oan little spot necks ta the dumster an darn if it aint the mostes fun. They bring the boxes out an settum down fer us, then wen were dun we put the junk in the dumster an kleen up the mess. Little tip hear, if ya quit drinkin er not, doant ad yer wief!

I thought maybe you wrote this after our night on Bee's home run porch but.....nope. Musta been another good night though.