I just looked at a picture of old fart expats, thinking "I probably won’t have anything in common with these guys. These are old farts." Upon closer examination, I realize they are not that old. In fact, they are…. Jal’s age. Which means they are my age. This has caused me to have an UH OH moment. Like an AHA moment, only more painful. I’m sure I’ll survive. I just need a nap first.
tee hee tee hee, giggle, chortle, snort…. my old farts in taking a nap right now with the 4 legged really old fart.
So where was it you saw all these “old farts” photos?
Surely, they are looking for young, beautiful Ticas.
you both made me laugh out loud. actually it was a picture of old farts and old fartesses… I am afraid to put it up in case they read this blog (they are occasional bloggers that I stumbled on today). heck, they aren’t even really OLD!!!
I fear you’ve discovered some pix of some of the attendees at the CRL GetTogethers from recent years. Guess I’m therefore lumped in with those Old Farts/Fartesses if that was the case. (Just call me Grumplestiltskin, if you please!)
Ack-chooly there’s some really neat people in those pix, and another CRL GetTogether is in the formative stages as I type this. Head’s up…
I’m looking forward to being in the next group of CRL get-together photos! And getting to know them in person. It will be nice to put faces with email addresses!!!
Saratica where are you? I’m missing your posts.
One comin’ atcha now… pura vida!