Decrepitude Cometh

not a photo of me, honest
I recently found myself indulging in a pastime I had previously associated with "old people" - listening to a police scanner channel. I was a couple of hours into it, when the horror of what I was doing dawned on me. I tried to rationalize that I had been listening via the "TuneIn" app on my tablet, but that was of little comfort. I suppose now I will have to take to sitting in a rocking chair and talking to myself about the old days. 

Actually, blogging is a bit like talking to myself. Hmmm.

Or I could just carry on the way I usually do and think "The heck with it, I'll do whatever I want."

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