Hadn't felt old until the govt. job I wanted said "males born after 1959."
Now I feel decrepit. More blame to pour on Obama's head. Obama is a sack of it. Man-cession turning into old-man-cession.
What to do except start a business in this unfriendly-to-old environment. Double whammy I say. I still feel young. Leastwise
I know Jesus.
Obama Federal took my self-image and my prospects in one fell swoop. Obama
can say I'm too old, but, like "wood I" and "big ears," I can say Obama is too young and inexperienced for his job which he's
failed so colossally at leading anywhere but to the garbage dump.
Don't Know about Wood Eye and big ears?
At the High School dance Rufus was hiding out behind the refreshments afraid
to askthe girls to dance because he was selfconscious about his missing eye, even though it had been replaced by a beautiful
mahogany wood prosthetic cosmetic eye. His pal said Mary hadn't danced all night and surely she would say yes if asked and
never even notice his wood eye. Mary was the last to be asked because she had some dumbo ears to rival the president. Rufus
finally made his way across the gymnasium to wallflower Mary and asked, "Mary, I would be honored if you'd care to dance with
me." Poor Mary was so excited and thrilled about the proposition she blurted out: "Would I? Would I?" To which Rufus turned
red with shame embarrassment and rage, because he heard "Wood Eye! Wood Eye!" then hollered in retort "Big Ears! Big Ears!"