Oh geez whiz, kiddo, you popped a new memory out of my nooks and crannies: your t said about, "Not having to explain yourself" HUH??? Was a brand new concept for one whose childhood included having to explain myself just for being me??-- while being whupped for "it" whatever "it"was about me that had irritated Dad at that particular unexpected moment. (I never did figure out my father's triggers.) He was a bomb always ready to go off......

I recently saw a few episodes of the Simple Life with Paris and Nicole, watching to observe their expectations of the world, figuring Paris is about as far from me as a female could get....... one of the things that hit me was how little accounting she has to do to anybody about anything. Really gave me an angle on the "What the h--- do you think you're doing, you ---------???"(whack whack whack) memories I have to deal with....... interesting intellectual exersize...... but, to tell you the truth, I doubt I will ever get under little Paris' skin.......