You know you are getting old when:

And if your name isn't there you get out of bed.

 

Bending down for something is preceded by the thought “Oh boy, here we go...”.

 

The next step after that is not even bothering to bend down unless there's someone close by to help you up again.

 

...you’re never going to be as old as you currently feel.

 

Oh, I don't know. . . . I woke yesterday morning feeling like a teenager. (Admittedly, like the morning after teenage me got broke up pretty good trying to ride a bull in the local rodeo.)

 

My concern is that I'm going to live to be as old as I currently feel.

 

Reminds me on my leather allergy. Every time I wake up in the morning with my boots on I got terrible headaches...

 

...working days become dog days, aging a whole week in just one day.

 

...you feel the need to swap from washout to washdown.

 

You read about people younger than you dying of old age.

 

Lowering the tone for a moment as my concentration lapses at midday (a hazard of home working), I have found that growing older means that farts increase in frequency, duration, volume and intensity.

 

...the bells hang lower than the rope.

 

I had long thought that “pop” was an all-encompassing abbreviation for “popular,” the stuff played on rock radio and country radio and “urban” radio, but now it seems it means something not quite that.

 

About 9 years ago I signed up a long term study on ageing. Every 3 years I go in for a 4 hour lab test, cognitive, physical, full body scans, full blood work, the full meal deal. One of the things they always check as part of the physical condition is how well am I able to put on my own socks.

 

"Pop" today means what "jazz" did in the 1920s -- basically, whatever the marketers say it means at any given moment. It's not a genre, it's branding.

 

"Pop" for me has always been the Gap of the music industry. Let me explain. For those who don't know, The Gap Inc. is an American chain of clothing stores that was founded in 1969 and grew into a world-wide organization with six divisions. For the most part, they manufacture and sell clothing for/to people who have no individual sense of style or taste so those people have a place where they can buy the same clothes that their friends wear in order to "fit in". To me that's exactly what "Pop" music has always been--a Top 40 rhythmic beat with no heart or soul, manufactured and marketed for/to people who have no taste in music so they can listen to the same rubbish as their friends and, again, "fit in".

 

I’m no kind of musician, nor musicologist, but having just read the Wikipedia entry on “pop music” I’m left thinking you got it about right — it means pretty much whatever the speaker says it means. The Wikipedia take on it seems full of contradictions, what with citing among the genre’s hallmarks (yes, they call it a genre) its “danceability” while naming “You’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feeling,” the Phil Spector/Righteous Brothers mega-hit, as “the ultimate pop record.” I ain’t much of a dancer, either, but that tune doesn’t inspire much rug cutting in me.

 

You get to meet the police department and the neighbors when you stupidly leave the door to the reptile building open!
This Dumeril's boa decided to go sleep under the neighbor's car last night.
Here's old Marco Polo, back where he belongs (even if he doesn't think so).