Do you act old? Not sure? Do you leave messages or drink Cosmos or have a poodle? Go over to Pam Satran's new blog and see if anything sounds a bit too familiar. (Hmmm...how soon before blogging makes the list?).
While you're at it, tell us the one sweet thing you do that could be defined as acting old.

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Fun site.
I especially like #19: "Commenting on a blog that it's a slow news day..."
Perhaps she can get a book deal like the stuffwhitepeoplelike.com guys.
Huh?
Perhaps THIS will help.
(For the obsessed only...)
Very funny blog!
The one thing I still do: I still write thank-you notes to people who've bought me gifts or done me favors. Real notes, on real cards, with a real pen.
my wife still refers to the refrigerator as 'the icebox'...makes me smile.
I still write notes with my fountain pen...after working on the pc all day it feels so comforting to use a classic pen
I still say staple gun and sliding pond...
Remote control will always be a "clicker"
I yell at kids to get off my grass.
I dig into the bottom of my purse for change when paying for merchandise. I've even given the toll taker on the parkway pennies.
Poodles rule.
I still write checks to pay bills.
I'm not old!
I'm not old!
You wear the bottom of your trousers rolled.
"You wear the bottom of your trousers rolled."
Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
Speaking of hair, for the women: Stop with the beehive/boufants already. They went out in 1969.
For the men: No, a comb over does NOT make you look younger. Just dorkier.
i wear white flannel trousers and walk upon the beach.
Isn't the person who is writing that blog, er, old?
One of the most embarrassing things old people do is to try to act hip or young (as in Anderson Cooper, not really so old, but not knowing what "boo" meant...so funny!).
I think she is writing her own joke without realizing it! (Again, trying too hard...lame no matter what your age.)
i successfully hide my bald spot by completely shaving my head every day.
Though that's not necessarily an old guy thing, since i work with a 26-year-old who does the same thing.
OK, the thing i do that could be defined as acting "old" - i keep having double-digit birthdays that start with a 4. But I'm going to give that up in two years. Maybe starting w/ a 5 will seem younger?
Nellie, you can use pennies in the Exact Change lanes, too ;)
I read prof williams' posts and recall those halcyon days when only someone who was an actual "prof" called himself one.
And could actually ace English Comp 1 too. (Although is referring to "acing" a course also proof positive of membership in the local version of the "Drones Club?")
Sleepsleek: Six months before you turn 50, you can start telling everyone that you're 49-and-a-half! And be proud of it, man.
i still do the "roll down the window" motion when i want to talk to somebody in a car. i'm guessing some of the young un's think i have a twitch.
I vote in elections.
And I hate text messages.
Old people are always talking about how it's soooo hard to understand the internet/all technology. Boo hoo.
I feel old when I tell the kids I babysit about how there were no televisions in the backs of vans when I was a kid, and we had to pay extra for the Disney Channel, dammit.
I'm 55 and can do 500 pushups in about an hour.
Two years ago I couldn't do 10.
I can't run worth a shit but I did a 26 mile bike ride last weekend in 1:45 min.
When I go, I'm leaving a damn fine looking corpse!
What's a blog?
"I'm 55 and can do 500 pushups in about an hour."
Tell me you do 500 pushups with Walleroo on your back and then I'll be impressed.
I'm exhausted by 8:30pm and I frequently cannot seem to spit out simple words like "vacuum", instead using the stand-in of "thingy" for just about everything.
I watch the Daily Show and Colbert the next day at 8 because I can't stay up till 11.
Hey, watch it. As I recall, Miss Martta's boyfriend has some pretty impressive numbers in the pushup category:
Yeah one time I saw Mark do like 5,000 push-ups in one set, in like 2 minutes.
Sports photographers have tried to photograph katie's boyfriend doing pushups, but his torso goes up and down so fast it's physically impossible to capture on film. By comparison the beat of a hummingbird's wing is like a sloth licking his toenails.
Posted by walleroo | November 9, 2007 12:30 AM
Oops, I now see that was katie and not Miss M.
I take naps.
I complain about loud music in stores and restaurants.
Who left these lights on!! Do you think I'm the electric company?!