The Ramblings of an Old Timer

I own an to help me walk and often exclaim whenever befalls me. My neighbor and I are spirits and both bear the of being old timers. Kids make fun at us and tell us to go play , but we only get a out of it because we've never played...or even know how! We might be on the fast track to our as is the of all life, but at least has been relatively good to us so far. My memory isn't what it used to be. For instance, I don't remember when people started putting in salads...or even the last time I tried eating one. Speaking of food, I don't ever ask for my burgers or steaks to be ; so, why is it restaurants overcook them anyway? All this talk of food sure is making my stomach . But it's too late in the day for me to eat, I'm not exactly al. I've trouble sleeping as it is and I don't want to myself further and risk heartburn. It's my back that aches all night and I've tried in all sorts of treatments and cures. Just writing about it has already caused my back to . I'll stop here so I can try to get some sleep...any sleep at all will make me feel like a , really.