- Had brunch and a walk in the sunshine with wife and sans kids, a rare pleasure. Strange to think that in just a few years' time they won't need us much anymore. I guess it's one tiny step at a time, setting us down gently. Anyway, it's only 15 years to the first grand-child if Junior repeats my life schedule.
- Played Drakar och Demoner, Drakborgen/Dungeonquest and a card game with Jr and his buddy. The latter game has a naughty name that involves bodily discipline of a rambunctious simian who is disrupting the recycling trade.
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"Anyway, it's only 15 years to the first grand-child if Junior repeats my life schedule."
Um, shouldn't you be hoping that your son might do better than you in increasing generation time?
If my motivation on that issue was 100% determined by consideration of global overpopulation, then I wouldn't be wishing for any grand-children at all, right?
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"If my motivation on that issue was 100% determined by consideration of global overpopulation, then I wouldn't be wishing for any grand-children at all, right?"
The issue is what is wise and yet realistic. I think that at least a modest increase in generation time might be wise and realistic, but that wishing for no grandchildren wouldn't be realistic even if it were wise.
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Haha, Akhorahil, you rule! All I can boast about is falling into a bottomless pit in Dungeonquest. Apparently these shafts pass through the underground level of the castle into the planet's murky depths.
The issue is what is wise and yet realistic.
Were talking about two different things here, Bob. You are discussing public policy. I offered some thoughts about the grand-children I may personally have one day.
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Oh well, let's see it from the bright side: the next time you apply for a job, one of those competitors won't be on the roster as they already have a job. (-;