Another Sign You Are Becoming Antique

My wife and I are watching Miami Vice.  This was a pretty groundbreaking show for its time, but it has aged well.  (Okay, maybe not the Big Hair the women have.) But it was sometimes brutally honest about its villains.  I remember a leftist to absurdity professor I had at Sonoma State who was upset that the bad guys were often black or Hispanic, because we all know that Miami drug dealers were all WASPs.

It also brings back memories of simpler (but poorer) time when I had, it seems unlimited energy and perfect health, when a several mile trek through a forest seemed like a neat idea, not an allergy-induced asthma.