Raoul’s Two Cents: May 16, 2025

Aching Towards Antiquity

Thoughts of my age hit me again this week. You know you’re getting old when your body starts sending you hate mail every morning. Popping joints, mystery aches, and a lower back that’s staging a full-blown rebellion—welcome to the daily grind of aging. I swear, I went to bed at 30 and woke up feeling like a creaky 80-year-old antique. Sound familiar?

I take 5 supplements each day yet my hair follicles refuse to propagate, my cholesterol seems to be best friends with my high blood pressure and hand in hand they tease my kidneys to do something about it. I don’t even know what my pancreas does but I know he’s losing his battle as well.

It’s not just the body, though. The world’s conspiring to make me feel ancient. When I visit Twitter, there’s some 20-year-old raving about “vibe-based crypto workouts.” Vibe? My vibe is ibuprofen and a heating pad. When I try explaining “dial-up internet” to my grand kid, he looks at me like I invented the wheel. And don’t get me started on trends—my 90s lose slacks are today’s “vintage,” and my wardrobe’s officially a museum exhibit.

Yet, there’s a weird charm to it. We trade youthful energy for wisdom (or at least better stories). So, here’s to aging—may our knees hold out, and may my TGIF posts keep us young at heart, even if our backs disagree.

My belly’s protruding again. Ugh! Time to visit the gym. Exercise! I hate it with a passion. Oh Lord! Take me! Take me now!

But this is just silly ol’ me. TGIF people!

p.s.
I just found out that Lois, a very dear friend of mine who is in her 90s got ill and almost passed away. Lois, I know you’re one of my biggest fans. This edition is dedicated to you. May the Lord Jesus bless you with a full recovery. May your love for Him grow with each borrowed day.

“You can live to be a hundred if you give up all things that make you want to live to be a hundred .” — Woody Allen

“You know you’re getting old when you stoop to tie your shoelaces and wonder what else you could do while you’re down there.” — George Burns

“The afternoon knows what the morning never suspected.” — Robert Frost

“So even to old age and gray hairs, O God, do not forsake me, until I proclaim your might to another generation, your power to all those to come.” — Psalm 71:18

JOKE OF THE WEEK

Thanks to Norm of Encino, California

Original art by Raoul Pascual.

Parting Shots

Thanks to Juan of San Diego

Thanks to Sandra of La Habra, CA

Thanks to Tom of Pasadena, CA

Thanks to Brenda of New Jersey

Thanks to Art of Sierra Madre, CA

Thanks to Agnes of Washington, DC

Thanks to Norm of Encino, CA

Thanks to Colleen of Washington State

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My good friend (and jokester) Terry and I came up with these.

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