Aging
1Nov2004 Filed under: EavesdropperThe funny thing about being one of a couple of aging ravers is that embarassing conversations like this happen with increasing frequency:
A: …And then there was that trick you did the night we first hooked up, where I asked for a sip of water and instead of handing me the bottle, you took a swig and then gave me a watery kiss!
A: I don’t remember that.
A: Er, wasn’t it you that did that?
A: Uh, yeah, I think I’ve done that. But I don’t think I did it the night we hoooked up.
A: But wasn’t it you that taught me that trick? Or did I teach you?
A: Can’t remember.
A: Huh.
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Hey there. I'm Ariel Meadow Stallings, a native Seattleite who's written my way up and down the Left Coast. Electrolicious is where I post daily randomata, but I also write for a living. My first book, Offbeat Bride, was published last year.
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Oh.
November 1st, 2004 at 2:37 pm
“Eh? What’s that? Er, could you say that again a bit louder please, and speak into my good ear? Oh, watch out, you hit my bad knee. Have you seen my Prozac?”
Ivy
November 2nd, 2004 at 6:13 am
My old tour kid boyfriend and I never knew who initiated our first kiss. There was some, um, consumption and after the roof had flown off our tent/spaceship, we were rolling around on the floor making out. We were inseperable after that. Ah, post-hippie love.
mark
November 2nd, 2004 at 8:19 pm
Aging? You want to talk about aging? I still give watery kisses to my loved one but we’re talking *back hair* and cholesteral tests and hairy eyebrows and weight gains that make you scratch your head and oh my god, aging? Sweetie, it’s a long road ahead. (And we’ll all do just fine
Ariel
November 3rd, 2004 at 9:34 am
While I appreciate what you’re saying, Mark, keep in mind that it’s all relative. We’re ALL aging. Even those of us who are younger than you. And when you add a decade spent in warehouses into the equation, memory loss starts in your mid-20s.
mark
November 4th, 2004 at 2:08 pm
Certainly hope I didn’t come off as “older than thou” I was trying to inject some levity, or perhaps I was drunk. It *is* all relative and there are lots of milestones along the way that are little temporal reality checks. Having spent decades in school, I remember first feeling old when I no longer had class to attend or the seasonal rhythms of semesters & quarters. Of course people much younger than me who didn’t decide to spend a decade in grad school prob had that revelation much earlier. And I want to be clear: I’ve love love loved getting older.