Lost As You I Swear I Am

I am ambivalent about reunions of any kind. For instance, I'd rather chew off my foot than attend my high school reunion, though I imagine the startled looks when people my age are old and I am still getting better looking, which is like a curse, only ...not. This morning, WRXP's Matt Pinfield was talking on the radio about tomorrow's Melody Bar reunion. It's all over Facebook and friends can't stop blabbing about it. I was there. It was cool and I was there. But how uncool is it to drag the black leather out of the back of your closet a decade or two after you left the scene and tell your former friends in mid-life crises your Mowhawk was just a phase?

What if you just want to dance?