Back in high school we had an assignment to predict the world at the end of the 20th Century.
I remember thinking I'd be 58 years old then.. NOBODY lived that long, did they?
Seemed a long way off. Still does, only in another direction.
Anyhow, I got a long time left. Somebody told me "You can't take it with yoiu," so I ain't goin'.
I still have pretty good health, most of my hair, and some of my teeth, my arches are holding up pretty well, my eyes were repaired, I can hear a lot of what I need to hear and all I want to hear, I can digest an anvil, and my mental my mental my menatl my still are still okay.
I can even still chase women.
Can't catch 'em anymore and I've forgotten what do with 'em if I did, but I still chase 'em.