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"Four score and seven" is from Lincoln's Gettysburg Address.
"The days of our years are three core and ten" is from the Bible, Psalm 90.
Every day is a school day!
http://www.thefretboard.co.uk/discussion/139302/fretboard-addiction/p3
To date the main issues seem to be the iniquity of not being able to drink a pint of water after 8 p.m. without needing to pee in the middle of the night, but being able to drink four or five pints of beer and have no problem (so that's a workable solution), and the crushing nihilism and realisation of one's own mortality, which I've had more or less from my late 20s anyway. Oh, and the beard being greyer than Gandalf's after months down the mines. If life were a video game I could benefit from a do-over on a few things armed with hindsight, but … not so bad.
Otherwise I'm mostly keeping the weight off, having become a seriously fat bastard through my 30s and into my mid-40s, the eyesight's no worse than it's ever been (shit), and I'm about as unfit as I have been since I was a skinny lazy kid.
Of course, my old man was perfectly fine right up until he went into hospital at 67, and was dead 16 weeks later; the grandparents made it to stupid ages (high score 102), and mum's not doing bad at 80. So who actually knows?
Seriously: If you value it, take/fetch it yourself
I don't know about anyone else but I always thought he knew what everything was about. When I got to the same age he was at and realised I knew nothing, I realised he didn't know everything, and probably knew the same as me. Life: We just make it up as we go along!
Chips are "Plant-based" no matter how you cook them
Donald Trump needs kicking out of a helicopter
I'm personally responsible for all global warming
Saturday my daughter showed me a video on facebook of a group of 6 middle aged blokes "helping" the lead singer of the pub band by all shouting the choruses of hi ho silver lining with the musical subtlety of a chainsaw, accompanied by some dad dancing, including one (thankfully not me) falling over half way through after trying some unfathomable dance move.