Thread: How old are you?

Well, I've been around a while and I'm not going to say how old I am however when Moses came down from the mountain with the Commandments he slipped on a banana peel and it was me who caught him before he would have dropped all those tablets.

I descended upon the world one glorious afternoon in what has become known as the summer of love.
The French took notice and they are all raising their tricolor flag and singing La marseillaise in my honor.

That's how my mother described it to me when growing up.
To everyone else that means I'm 47.

Short answer...... 27

504.

( in dog years )

I'm 64 but the wife says I was born old.

Growing old is mandatory; growing up optional

44 and just bought a PS4

Originally Posted by gugi

You're saying that only because you failed the course in path integrals
If the Schrödinger's |cat> can, so can I

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Schrodinger's cat is rumored to be residing at an undisclosed location under the guise of being rescued by some benevolent faction, the idendity of which cannot be legally or morally disclosed until a quantum can be measured accurately.

Of course there is always a level of presupposed speculation connected to any aspect of supposition so we should proceed with caution with the hope that no animal suffers during this exercise. If indeed that is what it is. "WHAT IT IS?". !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Originally Posted by mrsell63

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Schrodinger's cat is rumored to be residing at an undisclosed location under the guise of being rescued by some benevolent faction, the idendity of which cannot be legally or morally disclosed until a quantum can be measured accurately.

Actually Erwin Schrödinger's cat is right where it has always been - entangled in David Hilbert's space...

Middle aged and still out riding around on Longboards and taking a bit of skin off the knee's occasionally. I'm the biggest kid I know.


Mick

I remember a time when I wanted to be older. I can remember looking forward to thirteen. When I reached 13 I looked forward to 15 so I could drive. I remember being anxious for 18 to roll around to be of legal drinking age. After I turned 18, Louisiana changes the drinking age to 21 so I go from being legal to underage again. Now, at 38 I wish time could stop. My kids are 11, 9, and 8; still very innocent. I'm enjoying it because they still look forward to seeing me come home every night. Lately, though, I fantasize about retiring.