Guest StevenDraker Posted September 29, 2014 Posted September 29, 2014 You die when your time is up. Until then live your life to the fullest. Quote
Members MsAnn Posted September 29, 2014 Members Posted September 29, 2014 I do believe that when I get to the age that I wish to depart that I'll be the one to make that decision. That does not mean I am suicicidal. It means I have always said I want to decide myself when I die. If I go out before then, then so be it. But, I have an age in mind that I have said for about 20 years that I will be done with life. I am not religious and have no worries about going out my own way. I hope this does not sound insane but I have said this for 20 years and told my family well in advance. They always get upset when I talk about this. But, it is something I have never strayed from at all. When you do decide that your time has come, may I offer an old Irish toast for you Mr. Oz lookin 1 Quote
AdamSmith Posted September 30, 2014 Posted September 30, 2014 Thinking on this, I've watched quite a few relatives live into their late 80s or 90s, one to 103. To a one, they all, so long as they were compos mentis, wanted to stick around just as long as possible. Even those in pretty considerable physical distress, such as one who long suffered severe COPD after decades of cotton-mill work. Of course what do I know here at age 55, but I tend to think I'll be of like mind. RA1 and lookin 2 Quote
Members lookin Posted September 30, 2014 Members Posted September 30, 2014 Thinking on this, I've watched quite a few relatives live into their late 80s or 90s, one to 103. Of course what do I know here at age 55, but I tend to think I'll be of like mind. ] Andre? Any further thoughts about bottoming? AdamSmith, MsAnn and MsGuy 3 Quote
AdamSmith Posted October 1, 2014 Posted October 1, 2014 The whole point of such cautionary tales is that no matter how clever and through and painstaking one's wish may be, there's always a teensy tiny little crack for the gods to wriggle though and fuck over an over-reaching human. lookin and MsAnn 2 Quote
Members MsGuy Posted October 1, 2014 Members Posted October 1, 2014 Your nose knows: If you're curious about how long you've got left, just monitor your sense of smell. RA1, lookin and AdamSmith 3 Quote
Members RA1 Posted October 1, 2014 Members Posted October 1, 2014 I don't necessarily like it but I do like knowing it. Best regards, RA1 Quote
AdamSmith Posted October 2, 2014 Posted October 2, 2014 If you're curious about how long you've got left, just monitor your sense of smell. "...Loss of the sense of smell predicted death more accurately than did a diagnosis of cancer, heart failure or lung disease, the only other common cause of predicting it more accurately being severe liver damage." There is a sick joke somewhere in there about my not being able to tolerate the smell of liver cooking. Quote
Members RA1 Posted October 2, 2014 Members Posted October 2, 2014 Boiling the alcohol out of liver shouldn't smell too bad. I have never liked to eat liver and almost never have done so but the one time I found it almost palatable was when it was broasted. The Broaster was invented by a very talented older gentleman in the late 1950's. He invented various things and had set up a demo restaurant in northern Illinois. I was traveling with my father on a business trip when we were invited to try various broasted dishes. Being young, dumb but polite, I tried the liver and found it edible. I have no idea what happened to the Broaster thereafter. The gentleman's name was LAM Phelan and reputedly he invented the mercury thermostat and the auto cut off gasoline nozzle among other things. Long past now, I am sure. Funny what you remember so many years later. Best regards, RA1 Quote
Guest CharliePS Posted October 2, 2014 Posted October 2, 2014 Boiling the alcohol out of liver shouldn't smell too bad. I have never liked to eat liver and almost never have done so but the one time I found it almost palatable was when it was broasted. The Broaster was invented by a very talented older gentleman in the late 1950's. He invented various things and had set up a demo restaurant in northern Illinois. I was traveling with my father on a business trip when we were invited to try various broasted dishes. Being young, dumb but polite, I tried the liver and found it edible. I have no idea what happened to the Broaster thereafter. The gentleman's name was LAM Phelan and reputedly he invented the mercury thermostat and the auto cut off gasoline nozzle among other things. Long past now, I am sure. Funny what you remember so many years later. Best regards, RA1 I have somewhat the same reaction to liver, yet I do loved a classic Jewish deli chopped liver and egg sandwich on rye. Quote
Members lookin Posted October 2, 2014 Members Posted October 2, 2014 There is a sick joke somewhere in there about my not being able to tolerate the smell of liver cooking. Despite what some others may think, My liver's accustomed to drink. Late one night I was toasted And had the thing broasted, Though I still can't get over the stink. AdamSmith 1 Quote
Members RA1 Posted October 2, 2014 Members Posted October 2, 2014 Of course, this talk about liver reminds one of how to cook kidneys. Boil the piss out of them. Best regards, RA1 AdamSmith 1 Quote