Showing posts from March 21, 2010

Ah, twenty . . .

Do you remember being twenty years of age? I have a vague recollection. I know that I have on numerous occasions declared "Oh, to be twenty again." But did I mean it?

The fact of the matter is, I rather like being the age I am now. There are definitely ginormous perks. Wisdom being number one on the list.

There are also un-perks. Like wrinkles, grey hair and needing stronger reading glasses.

I wasn't even twenty years old when Buzz Aldrin walked on the moon in 1969 and yet, now, tonight he is making a different kind of debut on "Dancing With The Stars" as a contestant. It was mind boggling enough to wrap around the idea of a man walking on the moon but there is no way anyone would or could have foretold this pioneer dancing on network television.

Or how about a time when lasers were thought of as too high-tech for the average bear? (I am a child of the James Bond movies and I remember how dangerous they were to one's well-being). Now, I use a small, …