Old age doesn't creep up on you so much as it acts like the friendly neighbourhood flasher. I fear for my brain cells: forgot to post on this wonderful concept--marry the titles of your favourite books. Like this:
The Long Goodbye to All That
The Secret Diary of Anne Frank, aged 13 3/4
Gone with the Wind in the Willows
From Russia With Love Story
(Link via Bookslut and Zigzackly. Two reminders there. My Alzheimer's is kicking in.)