A friend of yours from college is on the Home & Garden channel, a kid in each arm, husband by her side, and she’s getting grilling tips from Steve Raichlen. Like I needed this today. My knees hurt, my back hurts, I’m tired all the time, and I recently discovered that all the music I like came out over a decade ago. And here is this woman—who I spent four years with, running around in the middle of the night, drinking too much, putting on shows, staying up too late, skipping class, and basically being a foolish youth—being all domestic and everything. She even voiced her concern about the gas grill, you know, like it might be a safety risk for the children.
<p>I experienced a bit of age-panic. A hair or two may have gone gray. I think I even gained a pound. Then, to make matters worse, I suddenly realized that I actually HAVE one of Steve Raichlen’s books, and to make matters worse, it’s a damned <a href ="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/tg/detail/-/0811809544/qid=1036807379/sr=8-1/ref=sr_8_1/103-7303841-3796615?v=glance&s=books&n=507846">low-fat cookbook</a>!</p> <p>Wow. </p>