How old are YOU?

Submitted by R_mahorn1974 on September 23rd, 2009 at 7:00 PM

How old is everyone on this blog?

I want to prove a point on my post on the "This is why you should yell" post, and every other make noise post/forum.

I'm guessing everyone on this board is between 16-50. Those are the people who make noise. Most people 50+ rarely use online, so it does no good posting "make noise" on here because WE ALREADY DO.

All the people who try to get everyone to stand and cheer should make up signs AT THE GAME for non-internet users to see. Say something like "I don't stand because I dont want buttlock, you should to0, it works".

I am 22.



September 23rd, 2009 at 8:35 PM ^

Most people 50+ rarely use online,

Get the facts before you sound off and say something dim, otherwise you sound like an OSU student, right? Here they are, from the Pew Internet Project. These figures are pretty fresh, they are from April 2009; nevertheless, the % for older people had gone up 4-6% in the past year, so they might be 1-2% higher than is reported here, and it would be surprising if even the 65+ bracket did not hit the 50% mark sometime in the next 12-18 months.:

18-29 88%
30-49 87%
50-64 78%
65+ 42%

As you can see, the only group for whom internet usage is less than 50% is the group over 65.

In other words, most people 50+ DO "use online" [sic]

ME for example.


September 24th, 2009 at 12:29 PM ^

....then the source is mentioned in the message - it is from Pew (aka the Pew Internet and American Life Project).

You want a link, happy to oblige:

The most extensive data are in the spreadsheet called "usage over time."

You might want to take a closer look at my username before you decide I'm anyone's grandpa though!


September 23rd, 2009 at 8:30 PM ^

I was born on February 15, 1833, in Boston, Massachusetts, the last of five children - the four before me all girls. My father, being a man of science, firmly believed that the odds were to finally dictate the birth of a long awaited son. He would be named Michael... I was named Michaela.


September 23rd, 2009 at 8:40 PM ^

This has to be one of the most entertaining posts I've read in a while.

Thank you for commiting mgoblog suicide for my entertainment. You've lost more credability on this board than Jim Tressel vs. anyone not in the big 10/mac......

well. have a good day sir.


September 23rd, 2009 at 9:27 PM ^

Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.


September 23rd, 2009 at 11:14 PM ^

I was born in 1792 into the highest echelons of the British aristocracy. My family had been one of the principal Whig dynasties in England since the 17th century, and were among the richest handful of aristocratic landowning families in the country, but as a younger son of the 6th Duke of Bedford I was not in line to inherit the family estates.

I was educated at Westminster School and the University of Edinburgh, which I attended for three years but did not take a degree.