A Mind is a Terrible Thing To Waste.

[uno,dos,3]

For some reason I've felt reflective the past few days.......at least as reflective as I care to be.....

When the weather get's cold around here I become a mall walker ( shudder). This for the uninitiated is like having the fact that you've aged thrown in your face. The mall doors open at 8 a.m. for the physical benefit of the geriatric set. The unlocking of the doors starts a stampede reminiscent of the running of the bulls.....except for the walkers, unsteady swaying, limping, and other physical impairments that aging bestows on many individuals..... a goodly number of the participants are in their mid-seventies and eighties and carrying on the good fight to remain mobile.   I join the swaying herd and always feel like I've become a part of the George Romero, zombies in the mall movie, I think it was called 'Day of the Dead'. Except I'm on a quest to stay alive as are all the people who I have joined. After walking in endless circles for an hour......exercise as a microcosm of life....I join some of the other codgers for coffee,  conversation, and woman gazing. At around 10 a.m. I often visit several, now open stores, and shamelessly flirt with several of the inappropriately aged (for me) saleswomen. I have been a flirt all my life...for me it's as natural as breathing. Several of the clerks refer to me as 'Mr. Cool'.....in a complimentary way I'm sure.....what with my braided hair and crocodile smile.

Now I come to the part that all my above rambling is leading towards.......more rambling. To the extent that I know myself......it's a true glimpse into some of my thoughts.....skewed as they might be. Like many of us I feel like I'm a younger person trapped in an older person's body.  I'm aware of having aged but I have proudly remained somewhat  immature for my age "with age comes wisdom, but sometimes age comes alone". As I mentioned in my previous post I get more then a little excited by attractive, scantily clad women.....an affliction no doubt shared with many of my gender.  This brings me to reflect on things about me that have changed with the years...dare I say 'decades' ?   I was....and still am..... more then a little attracted to women who look like they can hurt me....what's changed is that now I'm afraid that I'd actually get hurt. The younger women I flirt with still hold a physical interest for me.....but I now have a stronger interest in not spending a lot of time with them....I'm clearly aware that we are generations apart....and not in a good way. I'm irritated by my assumption that they view me as a fun, HARMLESS, older man......somewhere in my psyche' is the strong desire to be thought of as dangerous.....even as the dangerous aspects of my behavior have become almost extinct. So this brings me to thinking about what draws me to some younger women like a moth is drawn to a flame and even as I have no desire for their companionship......their blossoming sexuality attracts me and I think I want them to still find me to be still vital and sexually attractive.....I think I need affirmation that I'm viewed as a sexual being. I need to fight the feeling that I'm entering old age......even as my body continues it's inevitable downhill march and onlookers pass by me with barely a glance in my direction. Every time an attractive women walks by me I turn to look at her and I am only too keenly aware that over 15 years have passed since I saw any of these women glancing back at me. DAMN IT!!

[frenchy]

ehh, i hear you uno .. and i can relate too .. cept for the part about hangin at the mall oglin chicks that are really really young .. not that i wouldn't,, mind you now .. but i very seldom go shoppin cause i absolutely hate to shop.. in fact my girlfriend has my debit card so i'd have to ask her for it back if should indeed get a wild hair up my ass to do so .. but i still don't think i'd be chasin them 20 year olds .. or even 30 or 40 year olds either .. too fast for me .. and i can't catch em .. nahh .. i gotta stick to the 50 year olds or older if i wanna give myself a half a chance .. of course then again i don't work out like you do at the mall every mornin . if i did i might take a shot at a younger age division class .. maybe the 40 year olds .. but i have to really get in shape for that .. you must be in really great shape if you're still chasin them 20 year olds .. man .. i wanna be like you when i grow up .. pssst . whatcha gonna do with one of them 20 year olds if you catch her ??  

[ProblemAgain]

things like this always make me wonder what the conversations sound like....after all, you do have to talk sometime. it isn't all rolling around and heavy breathing

Courtney Stodden, 19, Doug Hutchison, 53, Confirm Legal Separation: She "Married at a Young Age"

November 5, 2013 3:40 PM

Courtney Stodden, 19, Doug Hutchison, 53, Confirm Legal Separation: She "Married at a Young Age"

Courtney Stodden is officially back on the market -- though she never really had the chance to be on it. Stodden made headlines in May 2011 when she was just 16 years old and wed actor Doug Hutchison, who was 51 at the time. Now, the controversial couple confirms reports that they have decided to end their marriage.

[ProblemAgain]

there's always the old school approach.....

[uno,dos,3]

Or the old joke (about old men)........a young women broke up with the older man she was dating because she didn't like the feeling of having old age creeping up on her.

[uno,dos,3]

Here is a true.......and somewhat creepy story from my sordid past. I've always spent a lot of time with my g-kids. About 11 years ago I used to take my granddaughter to a park 3/4 times a week during the summer. At the park  a younger woman and her daughter .....who was about the age of my granddaughter.......were often there. The 2 girls played happily together several days a week...while mom and I chatted.......rather innocently I might add. Then it turned out that they lived in the same apartment building as my granddaughter.....and as often happens when you discover the existence of another person we started running into each other at grocery store, Mickey D's etc.   Well what can I say? ....it was summer, we had become comfortable with one another, it was my birthday, I had a convertible, and she had long hair......we went for an evening drive.....we kissed (after I had parked the car at her apartment)......she invited me into her apartment......she then began to ply me with alcohol.....though I needed little plying as I was a newly minted 56 year old hoping to unwrap a 34 year old birthday gift.  When she went to the kitchen to mix another drink I followed her and got close to a family picture on her wall. There was a picture of her, her brother, and her mom and dad.....unfortunately mom was a woman that I had dated a few times during OUR senior year in high school.....whoops....suddenly I felt like an unconsummated dirty old man. I explained the situation and took the high road....all the way back to my house. Life can be cruel.....especially when exercising good judgment.   

[Wayne Goodwin]

I believe if I was in that situation , I would have let her decide if she wanted to keep seeing you ....

[Dell]

I can see these horrible memories of exercising good judgement in your past is driving you into PTSD episodes. Take your time and consider your options. First I recommend more mall walking. perhaps you can sneak the mall guards golf cart so you can approach more young girls per round? Practice your ogling and sincere smiles in the mirror before you go out. Perhaps a ride in the country so you can fondle a few goats? Or maybe you can do that at the mall? Find a park where you are nowt known. Walk slow and stumble a bit; perhaps a young woman will put her arm around your waist and help you across the street? And another will help you back? This could easily kill afew hours and allow much accidental fondling. Don't give up old friend....I still see the fine upstanding example for aging boomers you have been since we met. You are not loosing your edge; you are just examining differet paths tothe same goal. Don't let a few minor episodes of good behavior deter you! I have faith in you!

[uno,dos,3]

Thanks for your kind words Dell.

If the truth be told I did give a passing thought to a mother/daughter 3 way before opting for the high road. Perhaps good judgment is highly over rated. In truth it's the cases of bad judgment that bring a smile to my face when I reminisce. I doubt that when the day comes that I while away my remaining years in a rocking chair that my memories will be flooded by my occasional lapses into good judgment......it will be the memory of lascivious acts that will keep me warm on cold winter nights.

[Wayne Goodwin]

Mother Daughter 3 way , now that would be interesting,  at least for me ....

[Wayne Goodwin]

GOATS ?

[uno,dos,3]

Take a look at my picture Wayne...I'm an old goat.

[Wayne Goodwin]

Well i have always liked Goats . Used to have two Nannys ....