There is a thread in here somewhere that talks about how much fun it will be to play DnD in the old age home when we retire. That post really stuck with me. It will be great to get back to the perfect gaming schedule of high school.
Now an article in the NY Times reports that people who know how to play have the best retirements, better even than those who make a lot of money or have a lot of success.
"The researchers found that, in addition to a happy marriage and a sense of purpose, the most important factor in a happy retirement was learning how to "play" again. The scientists define play as engaging in activities that are highly gratifying, lack any economic significance, cause no social harm and do not necessarily lead to praise or recognition from others."
As you can see, we have it made.
I am including the link here to the article. Please excuse me if this is illegal for some wierd reason.
http://www.nytimes.com/2006/04/04/health/psychology/04reti.html?_r=1&or ef=slogin
See you all in 30 years.
I mentioned it some months ago, among others. Why play bridge or canasta when you can slay dragons as an 80 year old? It'll be just like high school except the girls will be a little slower and wiser and we'll probably still have to hide our beer from our parents (ahem...caretakers). Gaming snacks will probably be a bit easier to chew as well, LOL.
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I just hope retirement lasts 15+ years. If anyone strikes it rich they should start opening "theme" retirement homes. I would love to sign up at "The Elder Wyrm Care Facilty" or "Ancient Relic Retirement Village". That would rock. I can't wait, just 25-35 more years and I am so in! All week D&D. WOOOOOOhooooooo!!! (Fakey goes off to age rapidly, and find the 2nd ed. items that help him to age)
FH
My buddies and I all talk about how cool it will be when we are in retirement homes and able to play DnD enough to actually get sick of it.
That... and pretty nurses and doctors!
I just hope retirement lasts 15+ years. If anyone strikes it rich they should start opening "theme" retirement homes. I would love to sign up at "The Elder Wyrm Care Facilty" or "Ancient Relic Retirement Village". That would rock. I can't wait, just 25-35 more years and I am so in! All week D&D. WOOOOOOhooooooo!!! (Fakey goes off to age rapidly, and find the 2nd ed. items that help him to age)
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That would be so cool. I want to live in the "Shady Dragon" retirement home. Our great grandchildren will actually enjoy visits!
I wonder what edition we'll be playing by then?
"Bah! Those young whippersnappers with their broken 8th edition rules! We're old school. . . we only play 5th edition here! Hey orderly, pass me another diet black cherry mangolicous vanilla Xtreme Sport low fixx extra caffene Mountain Dew (you just can't simple drinks like that anymore)."
D&D players might get old but the game never will.
One forseeable tragedy with a Hackenslash Hospice would be losing a player to death in their sleep. Tragic, of course, because losing a friend... (sigh)
But sadder still because now the group has to scramble arthritically to find a replacement for their fallen comrade's twelth level Zussenfusser Arcanomach (prestige class of the future, or so I'm told--ask Wissel, he's up to date on 8th edition).
"People. People. Next week should culminate with our final assault on the Citadel of Rust. NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO DIE BEFORE FRIDAY."
"We won't."
"I'M SERIOUS."
D&D players might get old but the game never will.
Amen!
I'm looking forward to having more time on my hands to game. Unfortunately for me, that's another 40 years. *sigh*
I miss summer vacations, too, now that I think about it.
I don't miss summer vacations anymore now that I have house full of teenagers to deal with and i'm not one of them.
As someone who IS actually getting older, I'm not looking forward to it at all. Muscles and tendons I never even knew I had before are now giving me pain. Bones that I broke years ago in my reckless youth are suddenly helping me to predict the weather. Older relatives inform me, "It will only get worse!"
That, and the fact that social security is going broke makes me wonder if us young-uns will EVER be able to afford to retire to the old folks home and spend our silver years enjoying the fruits of our labors... will we be too busy working as greeters at walmart and fry cooks at Mc Donalds just to afford our old people drugs?
Huh. Maybe I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.
Which is why I am working on becoming insanely, filthy rich, so that I can buy some small Pacific island nation and turn the whole damn thing into a tropical paradise retirement home for Gamers only! You are all welcome in my future abode, so long as you game well and play nice with each other!! No smacking the DM with your walkers or tossing your false teeth at a player who annoys you, or you'll all be swimming for the mainland! ;-)
Here's looking forward to an early retirement!
My other half got the ultimate "you're getting old" sign -
He got a letter from the AARP.
(He's only 41!)
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My other half got the ultimate "you're getting old" sign -
He got a letter from the AARP.
(He's only 41!)
Lillith Nicole Smith over here! Kidding. I'm 35 and feel like 55 with all the aches and pains, 3 knee surguries, most of my fingers have been broken at one point or another, back and neck injuries....Yeah I'm a mess when it's cold. Or rainy. Or I sleep wrong. Or if I decide to forget the pain for a while and do some construction on the house. Sign me up for fiendish grafts.
FH
My other half got the ultimate "you're getting old" sign -
He got a letter from the AARP.
(He's only 41!)
The AARP doesn't just help old people you know, we do taxes for elderly first if there is a line, but we'll do just about anyone's taxes... or at least that is one of the things I know the AARP does because that's the name of the group that helped train me for my volenteer taxes I'm doing.
However, you know the person is old when they come in with a stack of papers from a bank and a 1099-SS, I *hate* trying to figure out how much Grandma paid for her stocks when she bought them in 1960 so that she is only taxed on the profits.
Ah, I'll most likely get kicked out of the nursing home after the nurse catches me using paint thinner to work on my mini's... they'll say it's bad for me and kills brain cells or something. Plus I'd have to wear even bigger glasses to maginify my work... that would be a pain in the arse.
Ah, I'll most likely get kicked out of the nursing home after the nurse catches me using paint thinner to work on my mini's... they'll say it's bad for me and kills brain cells or something. Plus I'd have to wear even bigger glasses to maginify my work... that would be a pain in the arse.
Me too. I've found that those magnifying lamps are a real help, though, especially when constructing those metal miniatures and filing down the extra metal.
"Git back away from my paints! Thems are mine!" *bats at nurses/stewards with cane*
"People. People. Next week should culminate with our final assault on the Citadel of Rust. NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO DIE BEFORE FRIDAY."
"We won't."
"I'M SERIOUS."
This is really funny.
"People. People. Next week should culminate with our final assault on the Citadel of Rust. NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO DIE BEFORE FRIDAY."
"We won't."
"I'M SERIOUS."
This is really funny.
Thanks. :)
woohoo, the nursing homes of 30-40 years from now better start getting ready for us. ;)
(might even be more like 20 years for some of the really old grognards!)
The cool thing is, there's already facilities set up for a game room. Many retirement homes have card tables, comfy chairs - we're set, gang!
Growing old is mandatory.
Growing up is optional.
I just got this funny visual of an old guy in a wheelchair wearing a viking helmet, that DOESN'T have Alzheimers just a 3rd level barbarian.
How about wheelchair jousting with canes as lances?
And Adult diapers could lead to longer gaming sessions with fewer breaks. Game on!(I've had players in the past who would have considered this now.)
My other half got the ultimate "you're getting old" sign -
He got a letter from the AARP.
(He's only 41!)
I got a letter from them asking me to join on my 30th birthday! I carried the little card they sent me around in my wallet for about a year. My wife thought it was funny.
I miss summer vacations, too, now that I think about it.
One of my players is a school teacher. She's been rubbing spring break into our faces for the last month. I told her I wished they still had year round school in her district.
Which is why I am working on becoming insanely, filthy rich, so that I can buy some small Pacific island nation and turn the whole damn thing into a tropical paradise retirement home for Gamers only! You are all welcome in my future abode, so long as you game well and play nice with each other!! No smacking the DM with your walkers or tossing your false teeth at a player who annoys you, or you'll all be swimming for the mainland! ;-)As someone who IS actually getting older, I'm not looking forward to it at all. Muscles and tendons I never even knew I had before are now giving me pain. Bones that I broke years ago in my reckless youth are suddenly helping me to predict the weather. Older relatives inform me, "It will only get worse!"
That, and the fact that social security is going broke makes me wonder if us young-uns will EVER be able to afford to retire to the old folks home and spend our silver years enjoying the fruits of our labors... will we be too busy working as greeters at walmart and fry cooks at Mc Donalds just to afford our old people drugs?
Huh. Maybe I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.
ALL HAIL JOEX THE PALE or anyone else trying to get stinking rich so we all have a place to play out our favorite passtime in our elder years. I will have to get a fresh young female intern to, ahem, roll my dice for me and read the darn things; can barely read em now as it is. I am gonna gm as long as I can; we better all hope that research wips this old age memory loss thing or we will be doing the same adventures over and over, course, only the young guys will notice. I am not to wild about the tropics though.
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You know, until I saw this thread, I was determined to go out in a blaze of glory before someone could stick my rotting-but-still-alive carcass in a nursing home. The possibility of being able to play D&D all day had never occurred to me. Now I think I'm actually looking forward to being a decrepit, wheel-chair bound, old lunatic who constantly drools on himself, has to wear an adult diaper, and gets fed crappy food. Hoorah for old age!