Things, Various

Burn Notice is on hiatus this week due to...something else USA Network is doing. Bummer. That show is really sharp. Smart, smart writing. Both the heroes and the villains are clever (unless, you know, they're supposed to be dimmer bulbs), the plots are tight and the dialogue is good. I'm sure real-world spyjinks are nothing like what we see here (it definitely owes more to the James Bond-ian view of spycraft than to real world spying), but if you accept the premise, it's a hell of a show. And since I'm willing to accept the existence of magic or superscience or immortals and vampires and witches and whatnot in other shows--why not?

I'm feeling really old. All these kids on their journals posting about the beginning school, dorm situations, food service (gah--I remember that!), classes.... And the couple of comments I received on one journal when I mentioned this didn't help. I'm not just looking back a few years. I graduated in (stand by to date myself severely here) 1981! I have a grandchild! Aaaaah! Where did the time go? I've been out of college now for longer than I'd been alive when I graduated.

Well, okay, I know where it went. I've lived them one day at a time. But the days add up into weeks and months and years and decades. I moved from Virginia to Oregon SIXTEEN years ago, broke up with the girlfriend who motivated the move, stayed, met my lovely and talented wife, made some great friends (Hi, Rory!). I've enjoyed it, for the most part. But it's a sobering thought that in about a year and a half I'll be fifty years old. I don't feel that old. I still feel like a kid on the inside most of the time, though you couldn't pay me enough to get me to relive my teenage years. My college years? Yeah, maybe.

But...it's a moot point. Time flies like an arrow. (Fruit flies like a banana. ba-dum-bump!)