In my very early twenties -- the first year, in fact -- I was (as they say in the vernacular) shooting the shit with a friend over cheap beers. (Muscles, if you're curious,
bleaknemesis, and near the Sprinker Rock.) My friend had made a tired joke. Though I try to avoid tired jokes myself, it was giddy enough or late enough or I had consumed beers enough to
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The Austrian School especially seems to me filled with curmudgeonly old codgers and spoiled frat boys who all hate any form of collective governance and regulation with a scalding rage.
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It is interesting that my perception of the "joke" was that the grandma was already dead and was posthumously passing dust instead of gas. Kids.
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It looks like you and Muscles had a similar mis-interpretation of the saying, though yours was probably much closer to the intended. I always had this image of someone so old -- and alive -- that dust passed before grandma did. Interestingly, the alternative saying was, "That's as old as Moses' toes and twice as corny." I never used it, though, because I didn't know what corns were, and therefore avoided it lest it was somehow dirty.
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I think it's time once again to weigh the ox and ask the intertubes what new stuff is out there. I'll address my own line-up -- which is getting too long -- in my next post.
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