At what point in my life can I just outwardly be a dirty old man and it becomes okay because I've become too old to be offensive? I wonder about this perhaps more often that I should, but it's just something I think about a lot.
You know what else I think about? Why do I get yelled at for noticing my wife's erect nipples when it's cold out, but if I notice another woman's, it's okay. I mean, I don't announce these things in public when I see them. But if I point out to my wife that she "must be cold" I get this attitude like I'm trying to solicit sex in the most vulgar and inopportune moment.
Of course, let's be honest, I do try to get sex in the most inopportune moments. It's like Jay when he is ready to drop his pants because the chick said she would have sex with him if they were about to die... what guy wouldn't take advantage of the situation... I think I've strayed somewhere... oh well.
Of course, now it's getting warm and I have to look forward to light shirts, sudden cloudbursts and retail AC.
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