The recent televising of the Oscars and before that the Grammy's have certainly been an eye opener for me.
Where did my world go? I always considered myself to be a little hip (just to prove that point, I do like the group Willy Nillie......or is it Nillies Willy ).... but when you don't know any of the people or the movies or the songs it leads one to immediately go to any of the everyday things i.e. crossword puzzles, sudoku, find the word, look for differences in pictures or whatever else there is to prove to one self that Ahlzeimers is not present.
To take this one step further, I turned on American Idol only to become more confused and concerned. Whatever happen to the gooooood
old songs like: I'm looking over a four leaf clover, Amore, Wheel of Fortune, Doggy in the window, I did it my way, Till, and my favorite....Lets do the twist!!! I now only hear a lot of screaming, gargling, and what sounds like coughing, I can't understand what words they are saying or what the melody really is. Besides all this the new singers are having problems dressing. Either the pants hang to low, slits in skirts to high, socks don't match or a long scarf hangs outside the rear of the pants. Tattoos appear all over the body, Tuxedo shirt studs are now located in the nose, lips, eyelids, and tongue, which by the way forces one to sing with a lisp, hair on girls short, hair on boys long. Did I become a modern day RIP VAN WINKLE and miss out on the past 20 years? Is my memory really leaving me? The worst seems to be coming faster and faster with the passing of each day. The world seems to be moving faster than the Lone Rangers speeding silver bullet.
are going. Why in the world would anyone
want to show their underwear, unless you
are going to a Halloween party as
Superman!! .........or trying to capture
the loving lust of that certain someone.
Granted, my mom always told me to
wear clean underwear.......just in case
I was hit by a car and the medics had to
see if my underwear was clean and
pressed, which I could never understand
the philosophy but never questioned Mom.
But I never went around showing them off.
However, I could understand people
wanting to see my Chartreuse argyle socks.
The one thing I do say thank you for is DANCING WITH THE STARS. At least they do have at least one.........old timer.......on the show, even though they may have a little trouble with the Texas Two Step slowing down to 2MPH or the Jive, where this little skinny dancing guy has to pick up and throw this older slightly overweight female star over his shoulders. One thing I never realized to now is that it is true that our reactions become slower with age. Even our timing!!!!! and especially our memory of...................THE GOOD OLD DAYS...................
OOOOHHHHH well, the important thing at the moment..............IS THAT TIME GOES ON!!!!!!
