I am staring at life through my new “retro” glasses.
They are new because … well, they are. They are retro because they look like a throwback to 1959. Which, of course, makes me look like a throwback to 1959.
I’m not so sure about looking like I could have hung around with Marty McFly in Back to the Future or sang with Jerry Lee Lewis’ backup band. But my wife likes them and I guess that’s what counts.
As a matter of fact, she picked out the Ray-Bans last week when I went in to see why everything was a blur out of my right eye. The reason was that I hadn’t changed out these Coke bottles in five years.
While I was getting my eyes checked, Kelley was browsing and scheming.
“Hey, Doc, how come I’m having trouble seeing at night?”
“Because you’re getting older if you haven’t noticed.”