Got a Bad Feeling About This
The number fifty on the falling weight is not arbitrary, btw. In about ten days from this writing, that is how old I will be.
Oh. My. God.
Don’t laugh. It will sneak up on you, too. Quickly. Fortunately fifty is the new forty. You didn’t know? That’s cause it isn’t. It’s marketing-speak from the AARP designed to keep jumpers off the ledge.
-T.A.D. (aka the second oldest person in the #webcomics community)