I often wonder if, in 10, 20 or 50 years, I’ll still laugh at farts. Or if I’ll still make jokes about penises and vajayjays. Or amuse myself by dancing around the house in my underwear. I hope I will.
Some might call it immaturity. I call it not taking life too seriously. And, as it turns out, life is infinitely more enjoyable if we lighten up a little. Children are very good at this – but as we get older, we can get caught up things. Like ourselves, our jobs, our titles and our importance.
Of course, it doesn’t need to be this way.
The recently viral video called “webcam 101 for seniors” gives me hope. If you haven’t seen it, check it out. Totally authentic (there was some suspicion that the couple were actually actors), these seniors – despite their age – still have the silliness, humor, pizzazz and sparkle that I cherish so dearly.
Meanwhile, in the spirit of continued schlong jokes – do you know why penises have a hole in the end? So men can be open minded. Duh. 
September 21, 2011 at 11:52 am
ooooooh they are sooo cute!!
September 21, 2011 at 12:11 pm
Oh the schlong joke was really a groaner.
I sing in our local gay men’s chorus. 85 guys of different ages, but mentally we’re all basically about 13 years old. “Try a little harder”, the director says. Our younger members go “Woo Hoo” while the older ones say “Not without a blue pill”.
I just go back to the classic Peter Pan song: “I won’t grow up…I’ll never grow up…not me!!!”
September 21, 2011 at 1:07 pm
You’re so right, davey (as always). I actually considered this very topic a couple of months ago when I returned from my College Program at Disney World! I worked with a lot of older folks for the first time in my life, and the most surprising thing about them for me was that (despite their older appearance) they were exactly like me. We made the same jokes, had the same fun in our work area, and thought about very similar things. The only older people I had there-to-fore experienced were family, and something about family makes everybody stiffer (and not in a good way). Being around non-family adults showed me that growing older really isn’t growing up, as you say.
However, in a slightly more morbid way, it also made me think about something else: mortality. Death is a natural part of life. It’s something that everyone goes through, and we all face it eventually. Dealing with it is an entirely different matter. For me, being 22 years old, I like to think that I have quite a few years ahead of me to deal with such a truth in life. Yet, coming to understand this concept that you discuss and I experience at Disney World has brought a troubling notion to mind. If, when I’m older, my mind is thinking the same things and having the same kind of fun, won’t I be as worried about dying then as I am now? And it’ll be all the scarier when I’m 90 because chances are it’ll be happening much more quickly. When I think about older people, the only comfort I get considering death is that I’ll have had (hopefully) 80-90 years to deal with it and accept that my time is my time, but if when I’m 90 I have the mind of a 22 year old, will I really be okay with it?
Whoo, getting a little deep and profound there. Something to consider I guess, maybe make a blog response to? Have a great day!
September 21, 2011 at 1:19 pm
Nice, Mitch.
I guess at 55 y/o I’m in the middle of that cycle. But my life is so rich that I just don’t think about it that much. When it happens, it happens.
I got much more worked up yesterday when a 23 y/o medical student in Britain told me his best friend (a British marine) had been killed in Afghanistan. I’ve had at least 30 more years of life than he had.
Yeah, realize for all of us life comes to an end. So celebrate every day. Laugh every day. Love every day. Hang with your friends, make jokes, drink (if you’re into that), and cherish those who are important.
When I die, I want my tombstone to read: “He lived life well”
September 21, 2011 at 1:57 pm
Too right, Vic.
I suppose there isn’t much point in worrying about it. It’ll happen either way. All we gotta do is enjoy the ride and make it worth the trip!
September 21, 2011 at 2:21 pm
I hope that I find a great guy to grow old with just like that couple. I also hope I keep up with technology as well as they do.
September 21, 2011 at 6:45 pm
nice video-if you grow old-there are those multiple trips to the doctor my parents do.my Mother is very frail-i dont want that.—-then again i shall choose my life right now-right now im too busy feeling good about myself—–i will wait and wait and wait.but good video-nonetheless.
September 21, 2011 at 9:46 pm
My God! An actual NICE, respectful hetero guy! This should go down in infamy! ADORABLE! thanks!
September 21, 2011 at 10:02 pm
I’m a guardian, appointed by the court to manage the lives of people when they no longer can do so. Mostly dementia in older people. Davey you’re so correct. Dance if you can dance, laugh at every chance, dammit! enjoy it while you’ve got your wits about you – not to mention you can still get off. Because when the bell begins to toll for you it will be a downhill ride. Maybe fast, likely slow if you’re over thirty-five but downhill nonetheless.
Dance sister dance!
September 22, 2011 at 1:24 pm
The generation entering its senior years now is the 60′s generation. We are distinctly different from the generation of our parents, who lived through both the Great Depression and WWII. Some say we never did grow up. Like the seniors in the video, I find just as much to laugh at today as I did 40 years ago. I often restrain myself in these blog comments because I am not sure others share my perverse sense of humor (sometimes tacky) and off-color remarks. Most of you younger guys come across as so serious. There are serious issues like coming out, rejection, discrimination, etc and there’s also a place for gay humor amongst friends.
Having lived through a lot, may I offer some advice:
1. You are not your job.
2. You are you; you are not your body.
3. People love you for who you are. Be real.
September 22, 2011 at 5:45 pm
Having just reached 60, I’m sure that my friends of similar age and myself have way more “fun” and laugh, dance and sing heaps more than Gen Y. They are so bloody serious. They are already their jobs, they are so into the “perfect body” they forget all you need is to be fit (I laugh and sing and at the gym), and using a limited population of which I am aware, sex is serious business for them, I just have fun and enjoy myself.
September 23, 2011 at 12:30 am
Ian, let’s give the Gen Y’s a break. They have higher levels of testosterone, they’re horny and they think about sex all the time. Remember when you were 20, 30 or even 40? Healthy sex is good but sexual attractiveness is not the end all and be all of one’s existence. A healthy outlook and a developed sense of humor make for a rewarding life. Also good friends. Amen.
September 22, 2011 at 5:59 pm
Hey Davey, as usual, bless your sweet heart amigo. Have you realized just how many of of us Davey Wavey fans, are in fact well over the age of thirty?! And yet look at us, glued to the screen, wondering what on earth you are going to get up to next. Personally, I celebrate you, and the new breed of Queer Men and Women out there. I celebrate the thinking, the expansiveness, and your desire to go beyond the superficial bullshit that has become far too prevalent in mainstream gay society. And Mitch, good on you young brother. Aging, and I speak for myself here, is a f*****g bore…….that is physically. However, internally? I love it! Would that I could have had my mind, had the accumulation of understanding I now have, the confidence, the lightness, the humour, the ease of smiling………I even dance better! I like the me I have become., and as much as I celebrate all of you, my younger brothers and sisters, I celebrate me as I am now.
September 24, 2011 at 12:10 am
I am 51 and will never grow up. In fact I’m in the middle of watching the Stage Version of Tbe Rocky Horror show. Tomorrow im going to The Little Mermaid sing along, and the next day to The Folsom partay in San Francisco! If you are fabulous when you are young, then it will continue as you get older.
September 27, 2011 at 8:27 pm
Thanks SO MUCH for this post,D.W..
Two of the things that bugs me most about the alleged gay “community” are that most of us,regardless of age_including myself, are so hung-up on looks, AND:ageism.I’m frequently rewarded,when doing the natural thing: gazing at a cute younger guy,rewarded by a returned look that suggests I’m a dead & decaying fish.NOT FUN!
However,as I wrote on the B-Day card to a friend who just turned 65,after “Happy Birthday,Fossil!”:
” There are good things about getting older,such as ____Oh,I forget.”
The downsides are obvious: not as much energy,losing things more often,the equipment doesn’t work as well,younger guys consider you a troll,etc….BUT:There are Many positives. One realizes that so many things that formerly seemed crucial don’t matter a fck (wish I’d known that all along!!)
Everything:one’s whole life experience, seems related,and the whole thing__even the struggles,the bad parts,the sorrows___seem part of a grand romantic epic.One makes constant,exciting,usually rewarding associations between knowledge,experiences,thoughts,and feelings,AND,in spite of regrets & disappointments:feels GRATITUDE!!!
One can drift into,as Disraeli called it,one’s anec-dotage.That can drive others crazy sometimes,but ,otherwise that’s pretty much fun too.
And,occasionally,sex is still possible too.