Ah, youth is wasted on the young

As Wendy Williams would say, I am a woman of a certain age, and that certain age indicates that I grew up in the eighties. Now, certainly that doesn't make me superold, but it is somewhat disconcerting when you can hum along quite easily with the oldies station. I mean, has it really been 20 years since Michael Jackson was the King of Pop?

And the passage of time hits you everywhere you look. I was watching ABC the other day, (which I almost never do) and actually got to see the beginning of The Practice. The only thing I know about this show is that James Spader (80s hottie) and William Shatner (70s Star Trek's hottie)were on this show. I glanced up at the screen, saw a male actor, and assumed it was Shatner. ON SECOND GLANCE, I realized it was James Spader!! When did he get so.....fat? I just finished watching Less Than Zero the other day....he wasn't fat in that movice and that was just the other day......What happened to him?? I kept watching and finally saw Bill Shatner - I have all ready gotten over the shock of seeing him heavy set - he eased us into this through shows like TJ Hooker and those Star Trek movies. But then, I saw Candace Bergen. Oh, Murphy Brown....what happened to you? And that high collar isn't fooling anyone, honey. Either get the neck surgery or let those wattles fly. Everyone knows what you're hiding. I had to turn the off the show.


But you know, the Boss is still touring, along with Aerosmith and the Police. Toni Basil (Oh, micky, you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind) was on TV the other day and didn't look half bad. I hear Loverboy is also on toru and I just read an article about Air Supply on tour. So the eighties aren't dead yet!!