it's true... there is something truly bizarre about being at a *retro* night, and realizing most of the music you hear, you were old enough to hear in bars when it first came out. ye gads and little fishes.

at least at my age i know *not* to walk into a bar in anything that leaves my tits swaying in the breeze at my knees. apparently the 20-something crowd hasn't cottoned on to that yet. not that my fashion sensibilities can generally be equated with my chronological age in any event.