If only she were into older guys.....sigh. Love, you have evaded me again. O Cupid, stop mocking the beating of my heart. I do not want to be an ass-eating 55-year-old man....or do I? Back in the '70s Toucan Sam instructed me to "follow (my) nose" during Saturday morning cartoons. I haven't always been pleased with what I've smelled but at least it reminds me that I am alive....unlike some of the things I've smelled.